Home

We are home. The kids are fine. Not one outburst or even a hint of trouble despite the fact that they went to bed late, the visit was stressful and chaotic, and they had upset tummies from all the food/ treats they were fed on top of the meal I had given them. Steve and I thought we would sit there and wait for 4 hours for the visit to end, but in reality we were as busy as ever. The tw*ns insisted on going potty every 15 or 20 minutes - showing off that they were being trained, and also checking to see if we were still there and to get a hug and to ask if we could go home.... so it was one child after the other accompanied by a SW or bmom the whole entire time. Steve and I did all the pottying for consistency and it gave us a chance to reassure them and to talk to them about their siblings. It also gave me a chance to talk to SW quite a bit and to get a real feel for the bmom and her issues. I met the siblings, too.

The kiddos did really well in the morning, traveling, shopping, etc... but come time for the visit they were messing their pants over and over, even though we were in the bathroom half the time. I nearly ran out of underwear.

We came home and they quietly went potty, cleaned themselves up, scrubbed out their current pair of underwear, showered and got in pj's without the least bit of a whimper. We are making progress even if it doesn't feel like we'll ever get control of the poop thing. They woke up cheery and are ready for Sabbath school.