Our First Sleepless Night.

By our, I mean his AND mine. I'VE had plenty so far. But last night was a rough night for him. And therefore his mama, too. Dad only fared slightly better.

Really I should call it our first middle of the night party. Or all-nighter. Poor kid was either uncomfortable or wide awake most of the night. 

But that little face, even at 3 am...

Can't get mad at that sweet face!