Most evenings Natalie tends to be a bit fussy before bed time. The 6 o'clock to 8 o'clock hours can often be rocky. She's not willing to sleep and she's not willing to play. A general grumpiness overtakes her. It's just part of her otherwise content and happy day and we're happy to take it in exchange for the fact that she then settles down and has a good six hour stretch of sleep.
Last night, however, she spent most of that time quietly asleep in my arms, with only the occasional squirm to reposition her tiny little body on my chest...
She obviously knew the playoffs had arrived and the Red Sox were playing game one of their ALDS series against the Angels. So I cheered quietly (it was a challenge not to stand up and shout when Papi hit the home-run or yell at the TV when Lugo was called out at second but I'm learning to be a less animated fan) and Natalie slept soundly and we all enjoyed a Red Sox victory.
Here's to hoping for at least ten more quiet nights during October!
A blog by a stay at home writer dad about his early adventures in parenting.
1 comment:
Excellent. That's a very reasonable child you've got there.
Go Sox!
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