tuesday

i keep thinking that the nights are going to get better. they haven't. last night franky decided it was a good time for a nursing strike. she woke four times only to cry- and then scream in indignation when i attempted to nurse her. i tried several different positions in case she had an ear infection or something. nothing worked. i just had pat her back until she lost energy. mass this morning was beautiful. the oldest three woke up and came. henry served and was SO good! there were two other servers- seminarians from the discernment house next door. right now max and samantha are at a holy hour with future priests from around the city.
leslie took the oldest three to manhatten. i wish i could have joined them but five consecutive nights of bad sleep are starting to take its toll. they hit central park. had lunch at ruby tuesday's and went to m&m world. leslie bought tickets for henry's birthday present. they are attending STOMP on broadway tonight.
while they were in the city i had the younger three here at the guest house. we visited with sr mary agnes. franky is still trying to get used to her. and by trying i mean yelling until we leave or she's asleep. we came back for lunch of beans and rice, dominican republic style. then they swam in the kiddie pool until i thought they were tired enough for a nap. i was so exhausted i was in and out of sleep until the girls went down. i sent george to his room with a pen and paper and didn't hear from him for three hours. i needed that nap SO bad. chris comes tomorrow. that'll be nice. i need to head back over to the chapel. we sent some cream from the raw milk through the turn. the sisters said they'd make some ice cream for us!