Busy night

We went to the races last night. Wyatt LOVED it. First he said he wanted to leave because it was too loud, but once he got used to it he had a blast. He's getting big before I'm ready for him to. Last night there was a wreck, and, knowing I could see him, I let him run to the fence where the wreck was without me. He got lost in a crowd of kids and other onlookers, and I didn't panic (even though I really wanted to!) I knew where he was, and I knew he couldn't go anywhere. *Sniffle* Yesterday, he wanted an extra snack. He told me he's the oldest, so he could get extra. I just laughed and let him have it. What can ya do?

There is so much fun stuff around here, and we have so many friends. Sometimes I get so aprehensive about leaving, but I know we are doing the best thing for our family. Last night we went with Adriana and her kids. I love those girls so much. Last week I worked with their dad, and they came to the station. Carleigh, who isn't 2 yet, gave me a kiss and I heard her say my name for the first time. I had to leave the room because I broke down. Last night she kept wanting to sit in my lap and cuddle me. It's like I can feel my heart break. I love both of those girls like they were my own. Wyatt is just like a big brother to them. Sometimes they are best friends, sometimes they are each other's worst enemies. I know we will have friends like that in SC eventually, but it's still hard.

Mr. Rust is coming over today. We are gonna cook out and make S'mores. Tomorrow is Hersheypark, and after that, who knows. But every day on the calendar is BOOKED. I want to get some stuff cleaned up today, but otherwise, there's nothing to pack that can't wait until the last day (like clothes, toiletries, etc) I've kinda reached the point where there's nothing I can do. *Sigh