How did we break Youngest of the habit of yelling for us in the wee hours of the morning, requiring that
one of us Pete trade bed spots with him? Months and months ago we stumbled on the idea of throwing a sleeping bag at the foot of our bed. Dude wakes up in the middle of the night now, and he finds his way to us on his own. [Now, tell me, how is it that it took me about 29 parent years to figure that out?]
Say what you will about our lazy parenting skills, at least we get a full night's sleep from now on. Pete grabbed the camera yesterday when I was hanging with the lad for a few moments well after 8 a.m. As none of us ever sleep past 7 o'clock, the fact that he was still abed nearly an hour later was worth capturing on film.
Now, if only he could have kept his eyes open for the shots