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sleeping in

pic of the day: pic 12
hundreds of dollars of toys ... but what would any self-
respecting baby play with? definitely a receipt and a
half-way built bike seat.
last night was cousins' dinner - there are six of us cousins that live in baton rouge, so now that we're "grownups" all of us plus significant others try to get together from time to time to have dinner together. my cousin halley and her husband ian hosted us last night and we had a great time! we set up john's pack n play in their back bedroom so he could go to sleep at bedtime and we all hung out until after 11.

john slept the whole way home, transferred without a hiccup to his crib, and was out like a light. it was almost 1 by the time mommy and daddy finally hit the bed, and i commented to my husband, "well, guess i'll be up in 3 hours for john's 4 a.m. wake up call."

except it didn't come. ahhhh .... sleep. 5:40 a.m. he finally woke up, ate milk, and fell right back asleep again. ahhhhh ... more sleep. i figured he'd be up again at 7:30 or 8 ... but he slept until 9! what a luxury these days ...

and now he's down for a nap (read: crying in his crib because he doesn't want to take a nap). so daddy and i are going to sneak out to the garage, construct a bike seat, and when john wakes up we'll go for our first family bike ride. i am ridiculously excited about this sunday afternoon!

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