Being a Blended Family

This is a tough Blog. Are you. okay Bloggy?  Purr for me.

So it's tough to write about but whatevs it's not like people don't KNOW.  And the doctor's are always like WHAT? WHO?  WHERE because they have to know stuff for blood and everything.  Supposedly. I am still looking into this whole blood business.

Oh the last names, okay whatever,the halfsies.eh.  I have three children and they are all blonde and beautiful, thanks to the Big Guy upstairs

So imagine there is a divorce and there are the kids. But then you have to get the visuals.  So you have kids that look like the guy that was hanging around before but ain't here no mo'  That is tough. The visual reminders. I mean can you imagine a child-like version of your ex standing in the living room?

So the children were all in the waiting room at the doctor's office and E is T's half sibling.  But T did not understand this.  T thinks that E and H are his sisters one hundo percent end of story signed sealed delivered.

Because of course it doesn't matter. Until it does.  And then it does matter so hard.  And that is sad.

But until then you just hum One of these things is not like the other.,,