hallelujah

Thank you, Spring.

Thank you, Swing.

I might never have to face the dreaded
morning nap in the crib again.

As long as it's not raining, of course.

And the morning nap is not dreaded by me.
I look forward to it.

Cate has decided to fight it
as if it were her worst enemy.

So again I thank you, Spring.
And thank you, Swing.

And thank you, Uncle Tim and Aunt Kym,
for helping my baby catch some
zzzzzzzzzzzzz's.