I’m at the pinnacle of happiness right now.

Allie started to look a little spacey while playing around 9:10am earlier, so I took her upstairs with her special furry blanket, laid that in her crib, she pulled to her crib, and I placed her in it. She gave two small mews of protest without even turning around, as I walked out and pulled the door closed behind me. In the silence, I checked the cameras on the computer. She was playing and rolling in her crib, standing up here and there, and had laid down hugging the blanket, sucking her thumb within a few more minutes. At 9:17a, she was asleep. It is now 10:23 a.m. and she is still asleep.

So I’m on the computer, reading a book of real-life comedic bloopers in the utterances of politicians, kids, courtroom people, Mr. W’s been running small home errands refilling his hummingbird feeders and clearing out the freezer, we’re going to buy Allie a baby toothbrush for her 5 teeth when she wakes from this nap and has brunch, and meanwhile Rockabye Baby is softly playing lullaby renditions of Black Sabbath (one guess as to whose selection that is) thru our Apple TV.

BTW, Allie’s been napping that way for the past 2 weeks. Sometimes if she’s less tired, she’ll entertain herself in her crib for up to half an hour before she yawns, rubs her eyes and goes down for her nap, but this whole thing is definitely a back-saver. I was starting to get concerned how our nanny Jayne, who’s about my height but in her 50s and is much, much slimmer than I am, was going to rock Allie to sleep when she gets taller and hits 20 lbs. Jayne says she misses the rocking, tho. When she left to go home yesterday, she gave Allie a kiss on her head and told Allie she loves her. 🙂