Night Stalker

We are nearly 6 weeks out, and Vivian is still sleeping a ton. Except at night. But even that is better. Last night she and I spent an hour on the porch, listening to the oak leaves falling on the street. A special moment by two measures -- rarely can we hear that sound of spring over the sound of the street, and few other places in the country mark spring with the falling of leaves. Knowing that makes it a little easier to be up with a crying baby at 4 a.m. That, and a pair of fine pink earplugs. (Her late night cries can only be described as the sound that a reeling pony would make. Really -- I get a visual every time. I think she will be a fine horsewoman. And just to preemptively set the record straight, I do respond to her cries, even if I do find it necessary to protect my ears a tad.)

All this sleeping has led to speedy growth and very few photos of her with her eyes open. She graduated to nearly all 3-6 month sizes about 2 weeks ago. I will try to dig out a few photos to demonstrate each of these results: