The Forty-Fifth Night

*gasp* Really?!

So. Yesterday was our seventh wedding anniversary and we went out to dinner to celebrate. Chelsea watched the boys for us and put Collin to bed.

She said he did great - went right down without complaint at 6:45pm. A little earlier than I would like but she said he was really sleepy so that was fine. I left a bottle of milk for him as an extra feeding, hoping that it would help him sleep through the night but he only ate about half an ounce and was sound asleep.

We had a wonderful dinner and were home, in bed, by 10pm! Haha... can you tell we have a young baby?

Collin woke me up at 2:30am. TWO THIRTY! That's even worse than 4:30am!! I gave him his wubanubs, comforted him, fixed his blanket and went back to bed. He made noise (loud noise but not real crying) for about 45 minutes before he finally fell back to sleep. Then he was up at 5:30am! ugh!

So now it's 7:30 am and he's already taking his first nap!!! HOW do I get him to bed later if he's up so darn early?!?! Ahhh!