Wow

Tonight, Parie had a late meeting starting at 6:30, leaving me with a boy who hadn't napped much during the day. Luckily, he wasn't being much of a crabpot, but I could tell he was getting tired. Parie was going to shoot to be back by 7:30, but I decided to call it at about 6:50. I got him into his jammies and read to him for well over 20 minutes, at which point he was rubbing his eyes more and more. So, I turned off the lights in his bedroom and held him, hoping that he'd feel soothed and ready to go to bed.

Not exactly. Instead, some beastly screaming ensued. So, I put him down in his crib and slunk off as the screaming continued. It was about 15 minutes till Parie was due to be home, and I was ready to let him go for that length of time.

But it only last about 3 minutes. And he was out.

So, someone other than Mama got the boy to go to bed. That's huge.

I'll do some more updating in the next couple of days on our trip down to Portland this last weekend, but for now I'm just going to bask in the glow of this very special night.