Jack is four weeks old and two days from his official one-month birthday. He's doing everything right EXCEPT sleeping reliably between night feedings. This has resulted in Jack being grounded for the first seven weekends of 9th grade. He's like R2-D2, grunting, squeaking, beeping, and whistling his way through dreams and half-sleep. Our latest gambit in this asymmetrical war is to plunk him in his car seat for the night. This was met with positive results the first time (from 5:30am-8:30am) but there's no telling what tonight holds. Wish us luck...
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