My littles aren't so chaotic today.  I'm mainly hearing Titch, who's unsure about starting therapy again in case Oya leaves as well.  She doesn't want to talk, she didn't like me telling my counsellor about the court case, or what sentence he got as she worries about my grandad.

While I'm typing this, I can feel myself going fuzzy - like she wants to come forward, but Si's here, and he's on the phone with work, so his voice is keeping me present, and she's reluctant.

Clairabelle, who's said she wants to be called 'Belle' and it's too long, wants to draw - so I'm going to get some crayons out later.