BEST MORNING MORNING EVER

Last night was the first night that Tobin's slept all the way through in his bed (crib minus the gate). It was a glorious night. No crying during the night or anything.

Even more amazing, he didn't wake up and start crying while I got ready for work. (usually the shower or something will be enough to stir him.)

So as I was about to leave for the day, Kristen asked me if I'd bring him down to our bed for her. I did so, knowing that it would wake him up, thus waking her up for the day, but that's what she wanted.

Now I'll backtrack a night or two... I woke up to Tobin crying in the middle of the night. I went to get him - baffled as to why he didn't just come down (his door was open) and then, why his cries were a little muffled. I found that he'd rolled UNDER his crib, and being asleep and disoriented - and with a dust ruffle - couldn't figure out where he was. So I rescued him and let him sleep with us that one night.

Back to this morning again...
I opened his door quietly. He wasn't in his bed! He wasn't on the blankets on the floor either! Great, he's under the crib again... I continued pushing the door open to see him standing on the rocking horse (that was once mine) with his head under the blinds, leaning on the sill just looking out the partially open window, watching the cars going to work and the kids walking to school.

It was just the cutest thing EVER. I said good morning to him and he turned, giving me the biggest smile. It was the best wake-up I've ever experienced with him. I love when he's happy in the morning, giving loves and all smiles. But finding him looking out the window was just one of those things that's made me smile all day long.

Thanks for that Tobin. It'll forever be one of those moments I fondly think of often.