Same ole, same ole. . .

We had McDonalds for lunch today because they are supposed to have the new "Cars" toys in their happy meals. They didn't. We got more of those mini Build-A-Bear toys. We'll have to try next week. TJ can't wait to see the movie. He wants everything he sees that has to do with "Cars."

Nothing really new to report on Mom. She isn't really eating, not really talking, sleeping a lot or just lying there looking at either the wall or the TV. She has lost all of her strength, which is not surprising. Matt has been lifting her for everything, sitting up to eat, using the bathroom, etc. At least she is not in any pain.

Last night was a bad night for Kennedy and me. She and I have been fighting a lot lately. She just wants to do her own thing. She either isn't hearing us, or isn't listening, both are possible. She has ear infections in both ears right now. But she had made a huge mess in her room and didn't want to clean it up. She just wanted me to throw away her toys so that she didn't have to take care of them. Well, I got upset and threw her toys in the hall. I left only her books in her room, took everything else out. She was really acting like a spoiled rotten brat. I don't know what it is lately with her, but I feel like I have lost any control. She was sent to bed early and was grounded to her room this morning instead of watching "Dora" with TJ. She finally decided to clean her room this afternoon while TJ was napping. We'll see how long that will last.

Yesterday Kennedy wanted to talk to Nana and tell her she loved her because Nana is dying. She asked me how long until Nana died, and I told her I didnt' know. She said, "I think Nana will die in 10 more years." If only. . .