9 hours.

Poor baby.

I'll admit it. I let him suck his thumb.

This kid's tongue is always waggling around. It's especially funny when you try and kiss him and he licks you instead.

I woke up this morning and looked at the clock. It said 5:47. I heard Ryker grunting. I put him down last night at 9:00. "Did you get up with Lover?" I asked Brandon. "No," he said. Do you know what this means? This means that he slept for almost 9 hours. That means that we could have potentially had 9 hours of sleep (like we really go to bed at 9:00).

p.s. Brandon got suspended from posting on Cougarboard for a day. HA HA HA HA. At first I was a little embarrassed for him, but then he showed me what he wrote and all I did was laugh and imagine what the guy that turned him in is like. I'm sure he lives in Utah county, is the elder's quorum president, his favorite movie is "Saturday's Warrior", and he makes his family stay in church clothes on Sunday. (Sorry, if you meet all the above criteria just by chance).