This is really happening.

And so many sad and tearful goodbyes and hugs today…the farm (again); the school omg. One of the girls’ poor teacher was trapped in her classroom alone with the girls and me after school, all three of us crying. I made my ugly cry face at least three times today. I gave the girls candy and TV after school in hopes of ceasing the sobbing. It worked. For now. Kids…

The dogs are not happy. They refuse to leave the couch. Carl’s armpits are hot pink. That means his anxiety is in full swing.

Three families are coming over tonight who leave for out-of-town holiday vacations tomorrow…more cry face for sure. Sh*t’s about to get real. For now, I am drowning sorrows in homemade whoopie pies (thanks N – I love you).