I am afraid my youngest son is turning into a snake. It's true. The evidence? Since he has not mastered the up-on-all-fours crawl, he has taken to a sort of slithering across the floor. But most recently, and far more adorable, is his new fascination with sticking out his tongue. I mean, seriously....just when I thought he couldn't get any cuter....
In other news, Brody has moved to his own room. When we arrived home from our last trip to east Tennessee, we decided to change things up a bit. Dad has been putting Brody to bed (shooting 2 for 3 at this point.) He's also gotten up with him a couple of times. The first night ~ not so good....Brody decided it best if no one slept between the hours of 2:30 and 4:30 AM. We're making huge strides toward a full night of sleep now. I actually think Brody does better in his room. Mommy is having a much harder time with it. It has taken me 4 days to ever-so-slowly disassemble the bassinet in our bedroom. It's still in there....maybe today I'll get it taken care of. It's just so....permanent or something.
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