I think this is the first time I've really successfully gotten Henry to go to sleep on his own in his crib. I had to pretend like I was sleeping too...sitting on the floor with my head on the ottoman, and I had to give him a bottle, but he did it! The getting up and walking out was the scary part. Now I want to go take a picture of him He looks so angelic. Yikes! Did I just say that?!?! Well, he does... But I know if I tiptoe in there he'll wake up screaming. Best to just let him be. Of course, as soon as I safely got out of the room the phone rang. It was Pete on his cell, though he didn't know he was calling me. I got to listen to a 90 seconds worth of him giving directions for a microphone photo shoot before I just hung up.
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This, of course, is not Henry sleeping right now....but last weekend when he was pooped from our Christmas adventure. It fits the title, though, and is too cute to not post.
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