Last night Gustin slept through the night for about the fifth time in his 18 months of life. And, he did so in his crib and not in our bed. Ahhh... what a great night.
This morning when Gustin woke up, Elizabeth followed me in to get him.
"What is Gustin doing in his crib?"
"He slept in there last night," I replied.
"Jonathan, Jonathan! Come here and look!" Elizabeth calls to her brother. "Guess where Gustin slept last night?" she asks him as she points to the crib.
"In his crib?" he responds, obviously extremely impressed.
Yes, it was quite a feat.