So we broke the news to the kids and P handled it very well. Way better than we would have imagined. B however was devastated. She cried for about 20 minutes, my pillow was soaked and her face was so red. Finally she just stopped and got up to help daddy dig a "hole" for Bun Bun. She insisted on a big stone for him too.
The afternoon brought a birthday party for P to attend, and Daddy even dropped P off to the party and went to the Dollar Store to buy a gift bag. He was a huge help today, I guess when he isn't working 10 hours a day he can be pleasant to be around.
We picked P up from the party and the whole family went to the Buffalo Bandits game. We bought souvenirs, ate food that was not healthy, cheered and yelled. The kids had their own fan club from the people we were sitting near. They got to dance with Rax, the Bandit's Mascot. Plus they got Bonus hugs from him. The Bandits won 14 - 4. It was a great game.
Today was an awesome day, though I was waiting for the other shoe to fall. It never did. It really was a great day spent together as a family. These days do happen. I wish they happened more often. When they do it is magical.