My brother made a good point about yesterday's post – I forgot to mention the one really crucial thing Joe does, and that is financing the family. I do feel monumentally lucky that I can stay home with the little guy.

His other big job will come into play this afternoon when we visit the doctor for Jack's 2 month checkup. He will be getting 3 shots, and Joe will be holding him because I don't think I can stand it. Jack is not nervous about the appointment, here he is this morning in our bed – he's not supposed to be napping but the milk coma overcame him and he fell asleep.

Yesterday we went to visit my parents. My dad was surprised by how much he "talks". I hadn't really thought about it because I'm with him all the time, but he is making a lot of noise these days. If you sit him on your lap and talk back he gets very happy. So far he hasn't laughed again, but I can tell he's getting very close. I think the first time was a fluke.

The sleeping experiment is going well. Last night we tried to keep him awake until 8 so he would adjust when he got up in the morning, and it worked. Last night was the first time he didn't wake up in between eating. I'm starting to feel a little more normal now that I'm getting more sleep.