I'm very happy not being in labor today.

I think parenting has made us both a bit crazy. In addition to Beau's normal sleepwalking, I believe his middle of the night madness has rubbed off on me. For some reason we are both completely convinced that in the middle of the night Luke somehow materializes in the bed with us. One of us will normally wake the other up by either feeling the other's face, grabbing at the other's pillow, or talking sheer craziness. (Actual sleepwalking Beau episode: Standing at the foot of the bed he says, "You stay here with Luke. I'll go to the nursery and get him." Then he starts to walk out of the room...) Here's the thing, though. Luke's never been in our bed with us. Ever. So why are we so paranoid? This has got to stop. Nobody's getting any sleep around here. But I guess that's not really an option anyway, is it? :)

Luke continues to awe and delight us. We're pretty sure he's smiling on purpose now. He has this absolutely huge, gummy smile that lights up his face and makes you (or at least his parents) want to cry. Surprise!