Well, for tonight's entry, it was going to be something fairly generic...Luke ate and slept well today, no visitors, just a relaxing time spent at home, etc...you know, nothing much to report. But then, as Tami put him down, she said "let's try and swaddle him like you did last night". Good idea, he seemed to sleep a bit more soundly. So that's exactly what I did, wrapped him up in his nice soft blanket. Then it was into the bassonet, so far so good. Ten minutes passed, and he started to fuss, 5 more minutes and I went back to check. Tami said, he has to learn sometime, let's see if he will settle down. He starts to cry, then harder, then harder, then starts to scream, then starts to shriek. This definitely was NOT working. I go into the room, Tami had called me in there, sort of alarmed. And this, ladies and gentlemen, is what I saw...he had worked his way out of his blanket, halfway out of his sleepsack, and I have every confidence that given another two minutes he would have worked his way completely out of his diaper. The really funny thing was that he was laying there staring at us, not crying, motionless, either exhausted or proud of what he had accomplished. So that is tonight's entry in the fascinating, week old world that is Luke.
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