I am a paperweight on an empty desk...

A taste of parenthood
I got a real taste of what life could be like being a parent. I had to take care of London all day yesterday after work because Jos and B went to an Elvis Costello(Yes, that's right, ELVIS COSTELLO) concert. They don't always have the opportunity to do something like this so I thought it would be nice to lend a helping hand...plus I love that lil girl, so it's actually good for me! I got to spend time w/ my number one girl...anyway. The plan was to go to my apt, kick it w/ the roomies and Auntie Viv, and acouple of other people who came over to watch the Laker game, make dinner, eat dinner and go back to Jos and B's place to put the lil bubs to sleep. Well, everything went as planned up to the point of putting the lil one to bed...I ALMOST had her asleep when The phone rang and woke her up...after that, NOTHING worked. Not the milk, not reading her story after story, not the rocking...NOTHING. Well, there was one thing, but I don't have any hair @ all for her to pull, which for some reason gives her a lot of comfort...well, so I had NO OTHER options left. So we stayed up...or rather I tried to stay up while she kept playing and playing and playing...where a baby gets her energy from, I'll never know, but I'd sure like to have some. Well, during that time of staying up, the thought crossed my mind...man, this is what Jos and B go through a million more times than I have...and my profound respect for parenthood just deepend w/ every waking minute...every minute until 1:45 AM. It takes a LOT of patience to be a parent folks...a whole lot...

not much else on my mind...I'm just tired...