Timing is a beautiful thing. Today Daniel had a nice long meal just as Edward was going down for his afternoon nap. Daniel was out like a light after he ate (and burped) so I swaddled him and laid him in the crib and headed straight back to bed myself for a two-hour nap! This was much needed after Daniel's 5:30 wake-up call morphed into Edward's 6:05 wake-up call. Daniel probably had something to do with Edward's slightly early rise. John was changing him before I sat down to feed him and Daniel decided to launch his first open-air pee in Dad's direction. This necessitated a change of clothes before the feeding so he was plenty hungry (i.e. screaming) by the time he actually got to eat.

One more funny nap story: yesterday, Edward was so exhausted from his morning of fun with Aunt Nora that he was still sleeping at 4:30 after going down about 12:45. We decided to open his door a crack to rouse him. The door opening did not wake him, but a few minutes later John went to check and came out doubled over in laughter, beckoning Nora to come take a look. I was feeding Daniel and not in a position to get up. Edward was sitting up in his bed with his "teeny blankie" (a soft blanket about 1 foot square that is his required bedtime sidekick) over his head--just sitting there, not saying a word. John finally stopped laughing enough to go in and inquire, "Edward, what are you doing?" Then renewed the laughter when the response came:

"I hiding Daddy!"