It's been almost 2 weeks since I blogged so I figured it was time for an update. SD11 has been with us for three weeks straight at this point. This past weekend we took her to her grandparents' home so she could spend Easter with her mother and sisters. Surprisingly BM actually showed up and even took them to a movie! Of course, even though BM couldn't be bothered to be a mother and even feed and clothe her children, taking them to a movie for the first time in over a year was enough to make her MOTY in their eyes. It will always be this way, but whatever.

On Monday DH registered SD11 in school in our district. He also signed her up for classes for next year. Much to her dismay he made her enroll in AP English and AP Reading. She tried to counter with "But mommy never made me do AP classes! She was okay with me doing the average classes!" Oh, that must be why she is flourishing in her lucrative career of being a hostess at a strip club.

We unexpectedly took custody of SD11 on Friday because the Lunatic decided she wanted to fulfill her dream of being a hostess at a strip club without any regard as to who will be looking after her child at night. Also when I say "we unexpectedly took custody" that means my husband unilaterally called his ex and said "Hey since you have this new job, why don't I just take her" and she agreed and I found out afterward.

My baby shower was this weekend but I will write about that later.

SD10 has been complaining of heartburn since Wednesday. She is overweight for her age and that day my fantastic husband thought it was a great idea to feed her pancakes, fried hot wings, ice cream, spaghetti with red pepper flakes, and then s'mores. All of which she had seconds. So of course she had heartburn. All night DH basically cradled her in his arms while alternating different medications and water. Lesson learned? Heartburn = Daddy treating me like a baby. Don't get me wrong. She definitely needed to be treated and he properly comforted her. I have no problem with that.