Miracles

I believe in miracles. Usually if Harrison is not completely asleep when you try to lay him down at night he stands up in his crib, cries, and vomits all over everything. Nick and I decided last night, after our almost nightly ritual of cleaning up throw up, that he needed to learn to put himself to sleep. "We do not want to be rocking him to sleep when he's 18," we said. So, tonight we both gave kisses and hugs, said goodnight, and put him in his crib. We were expecting the worst, but it never came. He cried for a minute and then just stopped. We both peeking in his room just to make sure everything was OK and he was sound asleep. Maybe it was just beginners luck, but it was sure nice. We'll see what happens tomorrow. This could be the beginning of something wonderful. :)
Here are a few pictures from Harrison's birthday party.