Sleep Heaven

Last night was sleep heaven.  Our crap-ass sleeper had one of those sleep nights in his new room that felt like heaven.  Down at 7:30 PM, up once at 2 AM to breast feed, back down without a fight and he's still sleeping. 

I knew the kid needed his own room.  I knew it.

We had a great time yesterday hanging out with Monica and Susanne (Susanica) and their two children.  Danny is the same age as Bailey and they had a great time hanging out.  At one point, toward the end of the day, Bailey dropped a guitar on Danny's face.  No so great.  She's seeming to be at the stage where she has to test the outer limits of acceptability on everything.  Or she always wants the question of "what will happen if...." answered. 

I felt horrible for Danny.  He recovered quickly, but still.

Other than that, it was a great visit for all of us.  Holding thier tiny new baby (he was born just a few weeks ago), made me realize a couple of things. 

1) I would do it again if Kelly wanted to.

2) Connor is freakin' huge.  He's NOT a tiny baby anymore.

One more "week" and it's a short one for work.  Three more days, family of mine, until I am all yours.