Lincoln working on a nap in his crib.
I enjoy, as Lincoln grows older, the emergence of his personality. This morning, I think I was granted an interesting peek into who he is, and it reminded me of his Aunt Sarah and Auntie Hannah.
The lad usually awakens between 5-6:30 AM to nurse. After he nurses for an hour (during which I watch an episode of Mad Men (my report in full will be coming soon, Hannah)), he goes back to sleep for about two hours. This morning, he was up at 5:45, nursed until 6:45, and then went back to sleep. I showered, vacuumed, emptied the dishwasher, read the morning paper, and drank some tea with my toast.
About 8, I heard some waking up noises from my boy, so I hurried to his room. I leaned over his crib, and saw his bright blue eyes. "Good morning, Lincoln!" I said, all keyed up to begin the happy morning routine. He looked at me, pulled his blanket all the way over his head, made some "growly bear noises" (so named by Grammie Joy), and went back to sleep for 45 minutes. I don't think I'm dealing with a morning person here.