....and Let's Not Forget "The Sleep Deprived, Somewhat Neurotic Mom."

...so the other morning I say to Todd, "Wasn't that great Colt slept through the night again?!"

...and he replies, "He didn't. You were up feeding him at 4:00. Don't you remember?"

...hmmm. I guess I didn't. And still don't. So, I'm guessing that puts me somewhere right between normal and not. They say there is a fine line between genius and insanity. Might we say I've found it?

I guess I got a baby that sleeps through the night for Christmas. Or at least I got the belief that he does. Really, what's the difference?

Looks like Christmas came early at our house!