I have no deep thoughts. None. Nada. Zip.

I'm just awake. Wide-freaking-awake. My body finally got on Hawaii time just in time for us to get back home. It's amazing.

But, you all get the benefit of my insomnia. Lucky you. I'm currently watching Sex and the City reruns on TBS. No good. They've cut out all the bad language. And you know, as a sailor (kind of), I gotta have my curse words.

Brady just woke up for a minute, sat up, looked at me, and fell back down with his big stuffed bunny. He's snoring again. Just like his daddy. It's so sweet.

We are going to order his big boy bed soon. It's amazing to me, how differently we had Maddie and Brady trained with bedtime routines. In our defense, it's not like we had much of a choice. The whole reason Brady is a couch-dweller currently is this:

In Japan, Maddie and Brady had to share a room. For the first nine months, I nursed Brady and we kept him in our room in a bassinet so it would be easier to get to him for nighttime feedings. (We did the same with Maddie). Here's where it differs:

When Maddie started sleeping through the night, we moved her to her own room, in her crib. If she woke up, I'd go in, nurse her, and put her back in her bed. Easy, right?

With Brady, first of all, he NEVER slept through the night(still really doesn't) so it was impossible to put them in the same room, because he would wake HER up when he cried. So he ended up sleeping in our room until we moved from Japan. Or on the couch, where I would snuggle him until he went to sleep. I could never "Ferber-ize" the kids....I just can't stand to hear them cry. I tried, believe me, but Brady would get so upset when I left him that he would cry until he puked (again, waking Maddie up and getting her started crying). Plus, working full time with the second baby made me so tired that I just COULDN'T do it. Getting up at 4:30 in the morning was hard enough without having to work a full day on top of it. So, this is all my fault. I selfishly chose sleep.

When we moved back here, he had outgrown his crib and gotten so used to having all the extra space to roll around that he never could get used to his crib. So we realized that leaving him on the couch was his comfort space. He falls asleep quickly, has plenty of room to move, and is easily reachable if he wakes up. AND he doesn't wake up his sister.

Whatever. If there's one thing I've learned, it's that you have to choose your battles as a parent. And I choose Brady's comfort and my sleep. So sue me. I don't even care.

BUT, we are going to buy him a big boy bed very soon....we found a Lightening McQueen car bed that he will LOVE and has plenty of space for him to roll around in. And enough space for me to cuddle with him if he wakes up. I can't wait. He's going to be so excited.

I think, if this is the worst thing I've done as a parent (not getting him to sleep in his crib), then I've done pretty good. I consider the things I've done well: my kids eat healthy, they love each other and us, they're sweet and happy, and they're both pretty smart. And Maddie's quite the singer and they both love to dance. Brady loves animals and Maddie's a great big sister.

And they have great teeth. Naturally. :-)

So that's my insomniac ramblings for tonight. Not very interesting,but gives me something to do rather than flip channels.

I think I'll snuggle with that sweet little boy now. If I can get past the big blue bunny, that is.