08.13.08 :: 8:10 am

we're coping with sleeplessness pretty well, considering.
i'm now extremely well-versed in the language of late night olympics: badminton and ping pong. kill me.

ry built the tater a little isolation chamber in his crib involving the rigging of sheets and speakers humming and when we put him in there he slept for 6 hours.

A first!

I must resist the urge to keep him there until he's five. It's going to be difficult.

I'm craving cereal. Gotta go make that happen.

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