It's Amazing What Sleep Can Do

*Administrative note* This is post #51 to this blog. I had all these great plans for the 50th post--some big splashy thing that would do justice to the huge milestone that a 50th post deserves. But then the colic monster came to live with us, and those plans flew out the window. And it just doesn't seem right to do something big for the 51st post, so I guess you'll all have to wait until post #100 for something big and exciting. Oh well. *End of adminstrative note*

*Another administrative note* I initially typed this blog entry yesterday, but due to factors beyond my control could not post it. So it's really yesterday's news, but I'm too lazy to retype the whole thing. *End of administrative note*

Let's get to the topic at hand. I'm happy to announce that last night we managed to string together three hours of uninterrupted sleep in a row, an unprecedented feat in the Carroll household since, I don't know, about February 5. Actually, Steph wasn't sleeping that much before that with all the preganacy issues and such. But man, to actually get a few hours together was blissful. I feel completely invigorated (but it may be the four cups of coffee--I'll get back to you on that). It's amazing what even three hours can feel like when you haven't gotten it in a while.

That's not to say that I'm not tired--trust me, I am. But things just seem so much more rosy today. The sun is shining a little bit brighter, the birds are singing a little more clearly, the flowers are a little more colourful, and the cheesy make-you-puke cliches are even more make-you-pukey.

Anyway, we did have the presence of mind over the past couple of days to get some decent photos--more in a bit. What I wanted to do with this post is give you a little illustration of contrasts. Ready?

Here's the face we're used to seeing over the past week-and-a-half or so:

Here's the face we prefer to see, and, in fact, the one that we've seen for most of today (sorry for the blurriness):

As the jury will note, the baby in people's exhibit A is screaming at the top of his lungs and is generally difficult to be around. The baby in people's exhibit B, however, is much more calm and docile, more like what a parent likes to see out of their child.

Let's hope we continue to see more of the latter, and less of the former in the days to come.

See you soon.