My brain feels like mush.
After a delightful evening having dinner with some friends last night, I could not have been happier with Bennett’s calm and quiet disposition. He slept almost the entire time except for the two times when he needed to be fed. I was so proud.
I should have known there was a catch…
That boy got his day and his night alllllllll mixed up. He was up for HOURS last night. My eyeballs wanted to shut so badly they felt sunburned. No, I don’t think that’s possible, but I don’t know how else to describe that stinging.
C’est la vie, n’est-ce pas?
In other news, several people have asked me how Esther is adjusting to Bennett. She’s fabulous. This afternoon when Bennett began crying from the nursery, Esther actually beat me to him, very concerned and motherly. So daggone precious. Gotta love that hound.