Happy 1/2 Year, my boy.

At the 5-month mark, Isaac turned into a sleeping star. He slept through the night for 2 weeks straight with nary a whimper. Then he got sick and forgot everything. We are just completing up week 2 of him up countless times in the night and not napping worth a hill of beans during the day. Honestly! All that work for ... what exactly?

Last night he slept through again. At least I didn't hear him. There was rejoicing in the house this morning. Even if it was just by me, since Dan wears ear-plugs. (He's not allowed to rejoice as fully, I'm afraid.) Once Isaac's done it, and I know he can do it, there's not a lot of room for funny business in my mind. And, he had a kick-ass nap this morning. I don't know if kick-ass is really appropriate to relate to an infant's world of being, but that's what it was. I went to my friend, Dana's, to hang out (Natty is driving me up the wall and down the block on my own with all his whining and never-ending crying) and he slept for 2 and 1/2 hours. I had to wake him up to go home. Can you imagine?? He was up until just now (2:30) talking and chatting and I've put him down. Hopefully for a long nap again. That would eliminate one whole nap (late afternoon) in his schedule! Are we ready? Will it work? We'll all have to wait, my friends. I know you're on the edge of your seats... is this it? Is he ready to make a schedule change in life? More on that later. : )

On an entirely different note, but still Isaac-y, he gets to start solid foods this weekend! I'm waiting for Dan to be a part of it, and I want to see if I can borrow a video camera so we can get some good footage. At least a good picture. I think he's really going to enjoy the rice cereal.

My little baby boy is growing up so fast. Well done, my son, well done. You've overcome a painful digestion problem, traveled on many mini-vacations, learned to talk, coo and laugh, raise your eyebrow at me in a humouring way that always makes me giggle, stand so tall and proud on your little legs, weathered countless attacks (all in good nature) from your menacing-loving brother, grasped toys and passed from one hand to another while gumming objects like mad, and for the most part, got a good handle on sleep, eating and the routines of life. You are such a joy to me and you give out smiles so freely and warmly, always warming my heart and filling it to the brim with love. Congrats on such a successful first half of your first year. I can't wait to see what the second half brings.