Random thoughts

I am soo tired. It has now been 5 weeks since I have slept more than 4 consecutive hours. Jacob slept through the night at about nine weeks... which means I have another month to go before I will expect Brynn to do the same. I don't know if she will, though. She's a demanding little squirt. When she wants to eat, she lets the neighborhood know. And she wants to eat all the freakin time. It amuses me when she smacks and grunts while she eats. It's like nursing a little baby pig. She's started to smile now, which is nice because it means she does something other than sit there and blink at me.

Yesterday I bought the Jake a potty chair. He was quite impressed by it, with his typical "ooh, wow" response. I explained what it was for, and tried to get him juiced to use it. A little while later he told Tom he had to poop, but Tom didn't realize that Jake was really about to go and so I ended up changing another poopy diaper. Still, if he can tell us when he has to go, that's pretty good. I have high hopes for potty training. We'll see.

We also moved Jake into the big boy bed, since it became apparent he could climb out of his crib. It was a little sad for me, since he looked like such a preschooler (as opposed to a little toddler) all tucked in. It sounds mean but I was somewhat comforted when he was scared that first night and he wanted me to sit with him.

July in El Paso has been great, weatherwise. It has been cool, only in the 90s, and we have had actual clouds, thunderstorms, and humidity. It is so different from the weather we've had since we got here seven months ago it's unbelieveable. I wish it was like this all the time. Having real weather can make you forget, for a few minutes, that you're in the middle of a barren evil desert. I can't wait to get out of this place, but at the same time I hate feeling like I'm always wishing for something different-- it makes me think I'm just wishing my whole life away instead of enjoying the moment. I should be enjoying this time in my life, not trying to hurry through it to get to something else (which may not even be better). It's one of those things I try to be aware of, and work on. Like when I talk too much, or talk when I'm eating.

That new song by Buckcherry, "Crazy Bitch", is way too catchy. I don't necessarily like songs with a lot of obscenities, but every once in a while something comes along and no matter what the language or topic it just gets in my head. What do you do? Nuthin.