Do Do

Zacky has an imaginary friend named "Do Do".

Yup. Do Do.

Not dodo, like a dodo bird.

Do Do, like, well, you know.

Do Do makes our life very interesting. Like today. I went into Zack's room and opened his closet to get his clothes out for the day. Zack was sitting in his floor playing with legos and he SCREAMED "Noooo! Close the door! Close the door! Do Do is in there! You're going to let him out! I put him in there because he was being mean."

Do Do eats lunch with us every day. He usually has the same thing Zacky is having.

He also rides in the car with us everywhere we go. I have to remind Zack to leave Do Do in the car when we go to church, out to eat, or to the nursing home to visit my grandmother. People can be so judgmental about imaginary friends named "Do Do."

I have to be careful where I sit, because I don't want to sit on Do Do. I've done that before and it was very annoying.

Zack had a race with Do Do one day. I asked him who won and he said " I don't know. I can't see him."

I'm learning to love Do Do. He has a way of making me laugh.

My Seach for Balance

I am up to my neck in post-it notes, lists, calendars, schedules . . . .

The kids have an outside activity to attend 4 days a week. When basketball starts in a couple of weeks, we'll add a practice and game every week. Oh, and extra ballet rehearsals start in two weeks and run through November. On top of all that is church stuff, issues with my grandmother, and Kris working 2 jobs. It is out of control.

I have to look at our calendar every night to remind myself what we're doing the next day.

With Bailey needing a structured routine, I am wondering if all of this craziness is what has put her on edge. She's had a rough few weeks. I keep reminding myself (and Kris) that she can't live in a cave. She needs to stretch herself a little. She is most happy at home, in her room, by herself. But she can't stay in there forever.

I'm trying to find balance. It has to exist out there somewhere.