My job (depressing so you can skip this if you wnat)

For what it's worth, I've looked through Montana's bedroom window-- in fact, I'm looking through it now-- and boy, do you have a treat in store!!!

I hate this war. im tired of people dying. Im tired of seeing pictures of kids wounded or dead. Im tired of going to breifings and seeing slide shows about casuilities and **** like that. Im not even out on the front lines and I still have to see this ****. I hear about people who die everyday, whiether or not they are in my unit. Everyday I pick up the paper I read about some mission gone wrong, or someone caught off guard and endingup with shrapnel in their neck.

I just want to go home right now. I want to believe that we are smart enough to not wipe each other off the face of the earth. Our only downfall is ourself, and from what i see everyday thats the only place that we are going.

Now i know that this is more about the war, but than again im a soldier so the war is my job as sad as that sounds. forgive me if this is the wrong place to post)

Here I was getting all this action and I didn't even know it :-)

its 9 40 pm here...

i cant wait to meet my newest family member... she is so beautiful

The Miracle Seed

We were doing a science lesson on how plants grow. The children all got a chance to plant their own seeds. As the teacher I planted a few extra seeds for the children whose plants do not sprout. After a few weeks of watching them I secretly exchanged a few. The next day one of my students said "Look teacher, it's a miracle, my plant is growing". I said "Yes, seeds sprouting is very exciting". He said," No teacher, that's not the miracle, I ATE the SEED and it is growing anyway!"