untitled

Sometimes I just don't know what to title my posts; I'm too tired tonight to try and think of something.
I guess I have a lot of different things to write, so I'll just see what makes it this time and what'll wait.
For starters, the girls are not feeling well; Ivie especially. She is practically a zombie. Elly seems to be starting with the same symptoms. Needless to say, Ivie did not make it to her first day of school. She didn't know the difference, but I was a little sad for her. Elly started her speech therapy this evening, and seemed to do just fine. It's basically just play time, but some great one on one interaction with feedback from a professional. L (speech therapist) says that is won't take Elly long to get caught up. That's encouraging to me. I really think that between the therapy and the one on one time while Ivie's at school, we should see some great progress super soon.
What else? Oh, Mike phoned this morning and sounded great. He's been left behind by his platoon to continue his toe healing. He says it's tons better and just wants to get back to work. He is keeping busy doing radio guard and other odds and ends, but it's not what he wants to be doing. Soon enough he'll be able to jump back into his humvee/bradley and start hunting down the bad guys and working with the good ones.
I managed to get almost all of the house picked up. My room's all that's left, but that's fine. I am pleased with myself for knocking out so much work in a short amount of time. I feel like I am almost back into my single-pregnant-mother routine. That's a good feeling for me.