Figuring things out

I realized something after a rather strange night during which Oli didn't want to sleep in his bed and was content hanging out with me in my bed or the recliner: as a chronic insomniac, I can't expect my son to be a good sleeper!

We are figuring out what his rhythm is. Mornings and evenings are shaping up, but days and nights need some tweaking.

Olivier wants you to know that we are getting really good at going to the restaurant. We had a lovely time having lunch with grandma and her friends, where Oli was fussed over and admired just as he deserved.