Patrick does not like to be alone at night. It seems like he's pretty set as that being his awake time. I'm losing track of the time, but I know that Jon spent a couple hours up with him this morning, then handed him off to me because he couldn't stay awake anymore. I was sleeping with him on the couch for a couple hours until Jon got up for work at about 5:30. I know I'm not supposed to do that, but it was the only way he would calm down. I try to wedge myself in the couch so neither of us will move. So far it's been okay.

He just had an explosive poop. Wow. Kid is loud sometimes!

But really, he's been sort of a crabby kid the last couple days. His temp is normal, even though he feels warm to me, and he's eating and pooping, so I'm not worried about him being sick. He has been spitting up like crazy again, though.

Last night he was 6lbs 11 1/2 oz! We went to Jon's dad's house for dinner, and we've pretty much decided we really don't need to bring the Pack 'n Play in the houses anymore, because whenever we're at the grandparents' houses, he's being held all the time anyway!

We're still adjusting around here... couple of exhausted people in this house.