FMB: While The Children Mostly Sleep

Extremely Randomly Assorted Thoughts:

• DEER.  Death to the little f!@%ers.  They keep eating my plants.  My plants are now enclosed in wire cages all across my yard.  I live in the city limits (barely) and cannot shoot them.  Despite being a pacifist, I would make an exception for these deer (besides, I eat meat).
• Sweetpea is going through A Phase.  A sleeping-on-boob phase.  She does not want to nap, or fall asleep at night, or do anything but be on or near boobs.  This is extremely frustrating and I am very tired.
• Tatoe is kind of learning to go in the f!@%ing potty.  We tied his rewards to the light fixture and told him he had to do his business in the potty to earn N stickers to get THIS THING RIGHT HERE.  Also there is enforced post-meal potty time.  It's... better?
• Speaking of better my mastitis thing seems to be mainly gone, though it still hurts.  I continue to give Sweetpea a bottle every day, on the grounds of why mess with success.  She likes it.  She's also eating a little people food (I didn't exclusively nurse her six months!  OH NO! Whatever.  Note Norway's numbers; as Alice points out, most places give a little food before six months.  Screw you, AAP and your dumb recommendations).
• Instead of mastitis I now have a round of this, which comes with a my-ear's-exploding headache for the last three weeks.
• My middle sister's wedding continues to increase in intolerability.  My youngest sister's childish avoidance of pretty much everything continues to make me both sad and irritated. (She needs a new nickname.) I am still annoyed that I have to go to TWO of my middle sister's awful weddings and she had to go to ZERO of mine.  And possibly Sister 3 will not be there?  I can only hope.