Weston passed out on me around 6:30 tonight after an active day out with Scott and I. We both napped a few hours. We moved him to his bed once it was determined that he wouldn't even wake up for food. A few hours passed when we heard crying through the monitor. So I go in after 11:30 to find Weston standing at the end of his crib, crying with his arms reached out. So I pick him up and he immediately curls into my shoulder and wraps his arms around my neck and starts playing with my hair. I love that feeling. We sit down and he falls right back asleep. About ten minutes later, he starts fussing and twisting. Next thing I know, this is my view: A sleeping cover model. again. :) Good night all!
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