Papa and Tutu pulled out in the big bubba truck this morning. I think Leina was as distraught as I was to be losing them. But kids are like rubber; they bounce right back. So after some playing in the backyard, she was right as rain. I, on the other hand, was quite sad. Kevin is working today so it seems even more quiet.

Tutu is amazing. She can take care of baby Kulia- change diapers, burp, amuse, and put down for a nap. Then she’ll change gears and romp around with rascal girl. She’ll read to Leina, play make-believe, feed and clothe her. After all of that, she then takes care of me! Tidying up, running laundry, doing dishes, pestering me to rest, and listening to me rave about how sweet my girls are. Tutu does all this and makes it look easy. She inspires me. So now that she’s gone, I’m going to try my best to keep on the routine we’ve established. The secret is to get up and move! No lying on the sofa, zoning to the tv. No dragging my feet and putting off chores. No big sighs of boredom when I have to read Meet Diego for the umpteenth time. No, I’m going to do my best to preserve my Tutu-attitude.

I’m sure by the time they return this winter I’ll have fallen off the wagon but hey, a girl’s gotta try, right?

Now all I have to do is find a way to fill the huge empty space here in our house that Tutu used to occupy. Not an easy task, let me tell you!