Despite the boring-ness of being in Memphis, I found myself relatively happy there. My dad and John came home in good spirits, and weren't miserable about life in general. I've been operating under the assumption that Mike is miserable because of the life we've made. He just wants to be responsible to himself and no one else. But that's not true. He was like this way before we had kids. The difference was, I didn't need his help everyday, so if he was cranky, I could basically brush him off and do my own thing. He's been miserable since the day I met him. He told me up front, he sees the concept of happiness in fleeting moments, not as an overall state of being. Maybe I should have turned and ran that day.

I know it's his prerogative to live his life however he chooses, but why can't my positivity infect him, instead of his negativity infecting me? I can't even tell you how many times I've complained about something that doesn't really bother me, just to humor him. Why can't he do the same for me?

We've got it sooooo good. We really do.

Anyway. Spencer was great today. RaRa was awake a lot, and unhappy (understandably) about that some, but for the most part happy. I put cereal in her bottles for the first time today. 1/2 tablespoon per 6 ounces. No effect, she was still constantly hungry. I guess it's time to break out the baby spoons and do it for real. That's going to be a time management nightmare! I'll figure it out though... I always do. Still not sure what to do about the naps. I posted on bbc about it, hopefully they'll have some good input. Maybe I should try the actual 2 under 2 board as well. hmmm...