The Usual

No doubt you've noticed this familiar scene for photos: Diapy-free time in the backyard. I imagine that the yard will become a favorite play space as the years move on. Solomon is such an outdoor kid already. We've taken to eating supper on the porch and sometimes breakfast. Outside is the quickest fix for Fussy Boy (possibly faster than a binky). On our evening walks we often pass two amazing treehouses. Scott is already scheming as to how he'll build his.

Daddy came out to join us for a while. It turned out that someone needed a nap. I don't want to go jinxing anything here, but last night Solomon cried two minutes at bedtime then woke only to eat at 3. If you've got any rituals (e.g. prayer, knocking on wood, lighting candles at church, helping an old lady across the street) that might ensure a repeat performance, please conduct them soon as possible.