Seven in one go!

Not flies - hours...of sleep that is! A glorious seven hours of sleep (not entirely uninterrupted, since I woke up automatically a couple of times and made sure he was still okay, but still...seven hours!)

And now he's sleeping again, all curled up in his "sportosaurus" onesie (a dinosaur playing footie) on my lap. I'd say in the third month things have officially moved from the what-the-hell-is-this stage to the this-is-pretty-cute stage.


Not sure what we'll get up today, but Jaya may be attending his first ever country fair. Mini donuts here we come!