Five days and counting

Well, only five more days until we leave for the eternal summer of central Florida. It is shocking how much I still need to accomplish, but true to form, I am on the computer blogging to avoid the work.
My MIL (Shoes) came to visit yesterday. Yes, I said my MIL. I know what you're thinking.....the mere words that strike fear into women everywhere, but, really, she's super and we love to have her here. And, I'm not even saying this because she may read my blog. I really love her.
She will stay only until Thursday because she said she couldn't stand to see us drive away.
R and I are taking advantage of the "grandma visit" to go out to eat tonight with friends before we leave. It's an unusual treat for us.
Faith is making me crazy with her eating (or lack of it) again. I can't imagine what she would be like without the appetite stimulant.
Will lost the last of his baby look a couple of months ago. I can't believe he will be four soon.
He loves to ride his bike since he is able without the training wheels. He never misses an opportunity to tell people that he's only three and can do it. Of course his real pride is in that fact that Faith couldn't do it until she was five.
Gracie has to have "If You Give a Moose a Muffin" read to her 1000 times a day and can actually recite it by herself. "Put Me in the Zoo" is her next favorite.
R began his home study for his new job today. He is totally disgusted and doesn't know when he will be able to eat again.
Only one person has come to look at the house and she didn't make an offer. It will be a big burden off our shoulders once it sells. I guess that can be said about many families these days. The only thing that seems to be working in our favor is that the housing market in Florida seems to be more depressed than Georgia's.
I'm signing off for now. I must go save R and Faith from one another.