Third Time's a Charm

On Friday, Luke rolled over three times in a row! I clapped my hands and smiled and shouted "You did it! You rolled over! You're so talented." And he just looked at me like I was a crazy person. Amanda's theory is that he's rolling over in his crib all the time when I'm in the basement doing laundry, so this rolling over stuff is already old news, I'm just out of the loop.

We've had several really rotten nights of sleep, but last night I thought I'd finally figured it out. I had Luke on his regular routine all day and I didn't let him nap at all in the evening...and he still decided that he was done with sleeping after four a.m. I fed him at four and put him back down. He woke up at five and I sang to him and bounced on the ball and put him back down. He woke up at six and I walked him around the dining room a few times. And finally it was seven, time to get up, and he was deep asleep! I can't believe I woke a sleeping baby, but in hopes that he will sleep better tonight, I decided to keep him on our daytime schedule and get up to eat at seven.

Saturday night I got to bathe Luke because Derek and his brother Doug went to rent a movie. I had such a good time pinching and kissing his little rolls that we ended up having a nude photo shoot (clarification: he was nude, I was clothed). A few years from now he'll hate me for these pictures, but isn't his bum just the cutest?