It's amazing how fast Beet is changing right now! Now that he's crawling, everything around him is a potential toy (to him) and a potential he's-gonna-kill-himself-with-that (to us). Our house is so incredibly poorly set up for kids. Sigh. With the sunken area without a railing, the raised brick around the free standing wood burning stove, our mess of computer and phone cables only half hidden downstairs... Sigh. I used to complain about not having any free time to get stuff done. Now I don't know what the hell I was talking about! I have to check on him about every thirty seconds now to make sure he's not into something bad or to go over and pick him up from his latest fall. He's able to furniture cruise, so walking isn't far behind. Joy. I'm sure it'll be fun to watch...the first couple of times. Then it'll be like his crawling; an easy way for him to get into everything in sight. He's gotten really fast at crawling. NASCAR's got nothing on him.

   I know we could make our house more baby friendly, but that would require a fair amount of work and money for some things (like a railing for the sunken area) that we just don't want to do with our lives in limbo. If we knew we were going to be staying here for several more years, we'd go ahead and fix it. As it is... Well. We're just really, really, REALLY hoping that we'll be going to Norman. I'm so ready to just be in someplace new, so we can get settled down and have some permanency. Not that we couldn't have that here, we just don't right now. I can't tell you how badly I want that to change. And I'm not the only one. Steve is right there with me, although maybe for a little different reasons. He's really tired of getting the short end of the stick with interviews just because he's from San Diego. It seems amazing to me that he is always a good enough candidate to get on the panel and have an interview, yet never good enough to hire. Something's wrong in the state of Denmark, here. Hopefully it's just happening that way because we're supposed to be somewhere specific. All we can do is hope it's not Elko, Nevada.