On the drive back I called my parents and gave them a short rundown on the situation with Trixie and the guilty that I felt about them not being able to have children of their own DNA. They, of course, made me feel better about it and they had no regrets because they loved me. They did sound excited about meeting her and seeing how it went. They were a little scared to be putting a little girl in a house where she didn’t know anyone and going back through the potty-training stage but I knew they would be able to keep her safe and she would have a loving family. I had no idea how they were going to do the potty-training thing because from the stories they tell me I was hell on wheels. I told them that we would come by the next day but today we need to get the pack integrated and moved into
