Studying is really for the young

OK, I realize that I am still "young" in comparison. But, I am certainly not as young as I once was. I used to be able to study until 2 or 3 am and still get up for an 8 am class. Now the thought of staying up until 2am makes me yawn. I did fairly well tonight. I read through 30+ pages of material and committed it to memory (or made an attempt to do so).

I have to take advantage of the time Katelyn is with her dad. When she gets back I will be back to trying to squeeze in cleaning, studying, showering and doing laundry all between the hours of 9pm and 11. Ugh!

On a fun note, Katelyn's daddy finally got a taste of what I have gone through for the past few months -- bonifide all out temper tantrums. I don't mean the little fits where one just throws oneself on the floor to scream or stomps around. I mean screaming at full decibels for an hour or more. Yes, my little Irish Puerto-Rican is stubborn (go figure... I don't know where she could possibly have gotten it from). The most recent wrong that was committed against her - not giving her the binky! Funny thing is, I don't really think it is a big deal. Just give her the stinking binky. She is staying at a house where she does not usually live and yes she is with her daddy (whom she sees every other month) and her Abuelita (who she last saw at Christmas time)... stressed out, anyone? At least now he will believe me... I say she is the little girl with a curl right in the middle of her forehead, and when she is good, she is very good, but when she is bad... she is horrid!

Case in point: Yes, she is rocking out on Tio Juan's Guitar Hero guitar!

She is the cutest, though, if I do say so myself :) Even if she is stubborn like her daddy... OK, maybe her mama, too.