Would be at wit's end if I had any left!

I thought our week started on a good note. I had a fabulous time at the Jayhawk's concert on Saturday night. Laughed so hard and caught up with friends I wish I saw more often. Sunday was also a fine day. Eric worked on the swing set for Libby. We had a nice steak dinner for Father's Day. Lulled into thinking it was going to be a good week.

We realize that Libby has a lot of things going on right now in her little life. She was to start a new summer pre-school. She is getting a little sister soon. She is taking a big trip to China. Then, she will start a whole new school in the fall. We have tried to be very calm with all of these things and to reassure her with each of them. Funny when you think everything is okay, and the rug gets pulled out from under you. Libby did not suffer from separation anxiety when we took tumbling last summer and when she started pre-school in the fall. It was a very uneventful year in that regard. She is now, however, officially a pre-school dropout. No amount of comforting or assurance worked this time. The teacher called me and said she pretty much sobbed the whole 3 hours last week! Tried again this past Tuesday and it was the same thing. We gently talked about it the last two days and she told me she was ready to go back today. When it was time to go, she told me she did not want to. I know there are those who would say to bring her and let her cry, but the teacher has been doing this for over 30 years and said she that it broke her heart when Libby cried last week. Yes, that bad. She will also no longer go to dance class. This is a class she already had for 8 weeks and never once had an issue with and now the last two sessions has cried and cried. Add to this a major lack of sleep and it has been just an awful week. Libby has had a couple of really rough nights. Then, Merlie the Dog, who makes Scooby Doo look brave, had a total meltdown during a bad thunderstorm and I am the only one who can comfort her. I feel worn down and run down. Libby is home today. I told her no TV at all, period. I will also not be playing with her. If she wants to play, she needs to go to school. She has been told that I needed this time to work (I am, honestly, load of laundry in and going to scrub the bathrooms next). Calgon, take me away!

And just to make me a bit crabbier, our Article 5 is still not here and just had an e-mail saying it looks like it will be mid-late August for travel. Aaaargghhhh!

Here to amuse you are a few pics of Eric moving the swing set from down the block with the help of a few good neighbors.