Babies

I love them. They make my life so much better than it is. Babies are all I need after a stressful stressful day looking for apartments (we got a good one finnnaallly, or so I think, we'll see) after seeing a grand total of 26!!!!!!! I've been looking for a month and a half now, actually more, and it has become the bane of my existence. I've seen literally 26, with two overlaps I guess, and until today I was FAR from impressed. But anyway./. as always everything has to be dramatic and the one that was "the one" somehow got RENTED between the time we left the building and filled out the applications. Just my Luck. So we put a deposit on another that is awesome.... for some reason I'm freaking out about it but its HUGE and CLEAN and its really nice. So...whatever.

But anway, the Babies. Sure, it may be tiring to run, literally run, after them for 5 hours but the one I was with today is just sooo great. I love her. She knows sign language (baby sign--its a new fad) so she can tell me whatever she needs to and its improved my sign language abilities:) And her favorite word, and one of her first oddly, is Bird. So as birds sit in the trees chirping, she makes the bird sign with her fingers and says it. GOD she's so smart and cute...I can't take it. Anyway...this is a dumb story for everyone that doesn't know the baby (so everyone) but I love her. She also had me let her hang from the monkey bars for 2 seconds. She's 17 months old. Tiny baby on the monkey bars. It's too much, I love her. Then, we went on a walk around the neighborhood and I realized that my life is not that stressful eventhough I do so much. For me, it's all things that I love so it's worth doing them. 

Pointless post...but it's a post.