p decided yesterday that she didn't want to go with daddy. i called him a couple of hours early to let him know. in the end, i wound up keeping 'renzo too. some days it feels like it is more trouble than it's worth to send just one of them off to play for only a couple of hours. i'm pretty sure that so many of the issues right now have to do with miss bk being overwhelmed by the kids and bk having to decide between the stability of their relationship and his relationship with the kids. considering he sacrificed everything for her... at this point, i'd welcome a woman in his life who would treat my children with love and care when they had them. i understand that she's young and that she doesn't have kids of her own. shit, these kids overwhelm me most days. but, i figure she's made her bed just as much as anyone else in this situation. things are going pretty well with watching w. he and 'renzo are going through a bit of a power struggle - they're both the baby in a boy, girl, boy family. in other words, they're both little scrappers. other than getting in and out of the car, i'm not really finding it any more difficult to have three instead of two. i'm already in more of a routine of breakfast, snack, park, lunch, nap, snack. it's like flippin' summer camp around here.