Carly took the little ones to the pediatrician yeasterday. Evryone was very impressed with them both. Will has gained a couple of pounds and was his usual stoic self enduring shots and other indignities. Sophie floored the people there with her grasp of sign language (she routinely goes through her whole repertoire for audiences) and actually obeying her mothers requests to 'sit on her bottom' when she succeeded in climbing onto a bench.
Dr. Wiles had to stiffle his urge to laud Sophie's sleep habits for fear of jinxing us. So I guess I can't complain.
William was pretty good last night. I slept three hours in a row twice. But he has a habit of waking around 6am and just not getting back to sleep (until I need to leave for work). I don't know why, but that last hour is the hardest for me. I would gladly sacrifice an hour say between 12 and 1am for that 6-7am hour. Oh well. Coffee is still legal right? If that fails I can join the army and get some X.
Ecstasy trials for combat stress
I look forward to "Jacob's Ladder II - I love you man."