Last night Heather slept from 10:30 p.m. to 2:30 a.m., woke up for a little meal, and then slept again until 5:30 a.m.
That's a stretch of SEVEN-count-them-SEVEN hours with only one thirty minute break.
While I like to think that this could be the beginning of a new, beautiful trend, I'm taking everything a day at a time. So, Heather and I celebrated her auspicious achievement by . . .
Going on a walk to the grocery store in the stroller
and donuts for me.
We even splurged and got Prince Eric's favorite pizza, although it is one of the more expensive varieties in our grocers freezer aisle.
Won't he be pleased to come home to that after a long hard Saturday at the lumberyard?
Hey man, when we celebrate at the Cantwell home, we pull out ALL the stops.
Tomorrow Heather makes her first appearance at church. Wish us luck with that, will y a?