8/5/2002 01:06:48 AM|||Amy|||It is very, very late, and I really need to go to bed. I should go to bed, but it's so peaceful here now. John and the kids are asleep. There is no television on, no noise of any kind and I am feeling a bit blissful, a little serene.

We went shopping today, spent a whole load of money we don't have but the kids needed clothes and we needed to finally catch up on our gift giving responsibilities to the cousins in Eire. It was an exhausting trip, but nice in its own devil-may-care sort of way. I really want for us to go back to Eire next year. Today wasn't a wise move to that end, but it was fully justified. My God! I am feeling guilty. Money is such a horrible thing - it's so controlling and it shouldn't be.

William had a dry night in bed last night. I woke him up at 4am, steered him to the bathroom and then took him back to bed. And Voila! Not a single tear of urine befouled the linen. I will try it again tonight, if I can stand up after I quit messing around here. I really am very, very tired, but this quiet is too lovely.

Oh God. It's over. I sneezed, William woke up then half asleep rolled over on Lauren, and so now she's crying. Must go.|||79832823|||