After six nights of sleeping at least seven hours straight, Cooper reverted to sleeping 3-4 hours at a time. It's funny how quickly your body adapts. At first, we couldn't sleep more than five hours without waking up. After a couple of nights, we were fully enjoying our sleep. So, when he went back to his short nights, it was very frustrating.
Three nights later, however, Cooper gave us a late Christmas present. He began to sleep not seven, not eight, but nine hours at a time! Cue the angels and bring me a trumpet! It's only been two nights now, but I'll take it.
On the flip side, Savannah has another cold. We've asked her several times if she feels "sinusy." So she has adopted that term and diagnosed herself with a "bad sinusy infection."
A few other recent Savannah gems:
I was aggravating her one day last week, being obfuscatory about something she was asking me. After a couple of attempts to get a serious answer out of me, she turned to her mother with complete exasperation and said, "could you talk to him, please?" Kelli and I were so cracked up by the seriousness of her tone, that we completely forgot what she was asking.
As she was putting on her pajamas (or janamas, in Savvanese) one night, she accidentally put the pants on backward. We pointed this out to her. To her, the solution was simple -- just spin them around. (Her blonde roots run very deep.) We explained to her the error of her idea. Being me, I couldn't leave it alone. I I started to say "if you only had one leg, that might work." All I got out was, "if you only had one leg." Without missing a beat, she finished the sentence, "I'd walk really funny."
