Yesterday my son received his black belt in Tae Kwon Do. He's worked so hard over the last two years. It was so exciting to see him test and then receive it from the Grandmaster.

We went to dinner to celebrate and then out for ice cream. What a great day.

My sister found out that her oldest dog has congestive heart failure. UGH. I hate it when animals are sick. I don't know which is better, the way my dog had to die or the diagnosis of hers. The hardest part for me, other than losing her, was not saying goodbye. I wish I would have known that she was going to die before I left for my mom's house. She too had a diagnosis two years ago and we treated her. Since then I knew life with her was precious and we spent those two years well. Still I wish I had more time and time to say goodbye.

I keep thinking about baby "B". Still not sure if I should call the social worker on Monday to ask her advice. Or should I just wait and see what happens.