Snoozle-bug

Isaac slept through the night last night -- from 9:30 until 4:30. I had such a rough time believing it that I was up at midnight, 2:00, and 4:00, and then when he finally did get up, starving of course, I was so excited that he had slept so long that it took me forever to get back to sleep. Hopefully if he keeps it up, I'll get used to the idea that I need to sleep, too. Or I'll just get used to the fact that I need to make sure he's breathing if he's been asleep for more than a half-hour. Mike used to give me a hard time about this, but now I realize I've beaten him down -- the other night as we were getting ready for bed, I was kind of restless and he finally just turned to me and said "Go check on him already. You won't go to sleep until you realize he's still alive there in his crib."

And then today, because obviously that long, luxurious sleep wasn't enough, he slept almost all day for Grandma Jane (see above). They did get a chance to stretch their legs on a walk on the bike-trail near our apartment in the morning, and for Isaac to eat a huge helping of rice cereal, but other than that it's been a pretty slow one. Good for everybody -- we all got some naps in this afternoon.

On a sad note, our walking buddies, Mindy and Clayton, are leaving us to visit their family in Montana for 3 whole weeks. How bored will we be? But we will try to sign all four of us up for swimming lessons tomorrow evening at a local pool, so that when we are reunited in September we will have additional fun activities on our baby-agenda.

But on a happy note, Dad is back from his adventures on Mt. Baker (see pictures above). His new boots didn't give him blisters like we thought, but he smells soooooooooo bad from all the hiking he did. And one of his field helpers had a very close encounter with a mountain lion, a story I think I'd rather he NOT tell me, should something like that happen again. But he got to visit a glacier very few people ever have, he camped out in the wilderness, which he very rarely does, and he saw lots of mountain goats (who the mountain lion was REALLY after, thank goodness). And now he and his stinky laundry are back, and we are so happy to have them both.