Apparently God Listens to Desperate Pleas
It looks like by the end of the night I will officially be Aunt Lorelai to Racer and Ryder. My auntie story is soon to come. Here's a teaser: I just got a call from my mother (who took the train to where my bro lives) and she said: They're letting her rest. I am here with everyone. I met her mother and I don't like her, I haven't met everyone else yet, but they seem weird. Call me.
Note to self: hold off on calling mom.
To think I am missing all this family bonding. What she doesn't know is that my father is also on the way to hospital. Let the games begin.