In the Cabbage Patch

Dailaesse and I spent the day in Plattsburgh on Friday. We went to meet a new lawyer to talk about ending visitation for Dan and Darcie with their father. I like the new lawyer. A lot. He's very pulled together, very confident and was very encouraging. He's also honest. You can't beat that. He feels we have a great chance of having the judge end visitations. Let's hope so. It's all the kids have wanted for years now. I finally feel as though we've found someone who will work with them to help them. Positive thoughts please. :-)

So on the way to the lawyers office we passed the hospital. I told Dailaesse to look out her window. I pointed out the hospital and told her that was where she was born. She didn't seem to be too interested. When we finished with our meeting I called my Aunt Noreen who lives about 20 minutes outside of Plattsburgh and asked if she wanted to meet us in town for lunch. We had lunch and then went to do a little shopping. Later in the afternoon we were sitting in the mall snacking on an Auntie Anne's pretzel when Dailaesse got all excited and started dancing in her chair. "Aunt Noween, Aunt Noween!!! I was born right down the street. Right there down the street!" She's jumping and pointing down the mall corridor. "You were?," asks Aunt Noreen. "Yes, right down there on the side of the street!" You should have heard the people around us laugh.