I don’t know what kind of voodoo was performed last night but my kid was out like a light. Dr. Karp never showed up so clearly I’ve got the magic touch. Once I figure out the magic, I’ll write a book and pass it along. You can then keep my book in your nightstand and never read it.
Anyway, my kid spent the night doing what I’ve been secretly coveting and longing for….sweet, sweet sleep. He logged 9 hours last night with one waking.
In case you had a restless night, I’m not bragging. I’m about to go and totally screw myself out of this freshly new found glorious sleep. Trust me.