Toddlers are Quackers

I had a cousin that was in special ops. He passed away because he couldn’t say where he’d been, so they couldn’t diagnose what he’d contracted. He was ironically preceded in death by his wife. By the time they found her brain tumor, it was too late.
They had twins. One boy. One girl. They are 16. Yesterday, Laura (no need to protect her name) had a stroke while playing volleyball. The surgery was done this morning, but she’s not doing well. 75% of her brain was affected, and she’s back in surgery to relieve the swelling. It’s going to take at least five hours to operate.
So tragic. How is she doing now?

Also why does duckling need to sleep next door because she does bible school late? Something totally not right there. Who decided that that is ok???

All the moving around that she does must be very disruptive for her. Kids need stability and to know where home is because that is a safe place. That is why kids get fostered out to families.
Who is making the decisions about where she lives and when? She is not a doll or fashion accessory to be passed about.
 
So tragic. How is she doing now?
Well, her brain is being well insulated! :eek: I read that children do great with a decompressive craniectomy. They won’t let her wake for a few weeks. I don’t know anything else. :pop
Also why does duckling need to sleep next door because she does bible school late? Something totally not right there. Who decided that that is ok???
There is no excuse except that they want control, and can finally handle her.
All the moving around that she does must be very disruptive for her. Kids need stability and to know where home is because that is a safe place. That is why kids get fostered out to families.
Who is making the decisions about where she lives and when? She is not a doll or fashion accessory to be passed about.
This is a problem in my opinion too. She occasionally says she wants to go home. Home is where her parents live. But it’s not the bios she wants. It’s certain toys, and the ability to color on walls and windows with crayons and Sharpies. :th
Her parents don’t know where she is. It’s a problem I’ve faced all along. They think she’s here more than she is. I’m supposed to have her at least four days a week.
 
Nanna. And taking all control is a sickness that is well established in this family. Duckling can’t choose the rides she goes on in Kiddie Land at the local amusement park. Nor the number of times she goes on.
 
:th IDK, and I’m not asking too many questions!!
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She’s wet, but I didn’t limit drinks last night. I knew she was already overtired, and I knew she’d not go to sleep until ten. It wasn’t going to be a good night for saying, “no.” It was 9:15 when she and I both agreed we were beat. :lol: It was 10:03 when she fell asleep.
Anyway... She sleeps so well in the tent! It’s crazy how the fresh air keeps her sleeping. Obviously fresh air is good for sleeping, but it’s been 11 hours, and she might sleep another hour or so!
A.J. is poking around the outside of the tent. His mate was killed a few days ago. The truth is that it was a cat pouncing. It was just bored, and Starla was sunning herself. I can’t really be too mad. Regardless, he’s bored without her. I’m looking for a replacement.
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