...when you are just-turned-four years old and you have too many "accidents" in your panties.
"Momma told me they were here somewhere"
"Waaaaaaay back here, maybe?"
"I *so* need to stop peeing in my panties"
It's a darn good thing she's so cute....
p.s. Yes, we have been making progress on the house issue. If you recall, the underwriter needed a particular paper from a bank. We finally got an email from that bank stating they can't give that paper to us, 'cause that's NOT the required paperwork for our situation. She even stated in the email, "This really should not be an issue for him (the underwriter)". SEEE??!!?! The underwriter *should* send this through!!! I have NO IDEA why this is being held up - I know GOD knows, but *I* am clueless (and less than patient).
So we wait...some more. I am still praying that the owners are not terribly mad at us. I can see why they *would* be, I just wish I could tell them how upset I am as well about all this - and how it's SOOOOOOO not our fault. But I can't. And I can't FORCE the underwriter to just make a decision already and send us through to closing. So we wait.
BROOKE!!! I NEED that coffee & dessert tonight. Anyone else up for The Raven tonight? 7:30pm, see ya there!