The girl of my dreams is home. She is here (HERE) for good now and I am loving it. She wanted to come home...I mean actually wanted to be here instead of with the Grammy who spoils her rotten. That makes me so happy!!! She chose me (for some reason I don't know) and is actually happy to be here.

She has become a sweetheart now, though I know the lil mean ass is under there somewhere. Outta nowhere she will round a corner and say to me "I love you Mommy" for absolutely no reason whatsoever. She is just happy to be here with me. She doesn't want anything, need anything. She isn't trying to bribe me. She just loves me and felt the need to tell me. I am lovin it to the fullest extent I can.

I know we are going to have the best time in the next week until it is time for her to start going to school everyday. Like this morning, for example, we walked Bubby to the bus stop. She was so happy to just do that. I, on the other hand, was ready to go back to bed but thanks to the neighbor who called the cops I am sure I will never be able to sleep in again. Now I have to walk Isaiah to the end of the road every morning in order to get the boy on the bus. But it was all good and they both had a great time doing it.