It was a dark and stormy night

It has been a few days since I have written, sorry but I have been very busy. Yesterday I cried for the first time, with real tears. Now I can get anything I want!
The last few nights have been very hard on my parents. For some reason they think when it's dark out, it's time to sleep. Silly people, that's when it's time to play. We've compromised; During the day I sleep in my bed, at night I will sleep if they hold me.
I'm starting to make more coordinated movements with my hands. One of these days I'll get my thumb into my mouth in under 10 tries.
Last night my Dad fed me for the first time. It was so much easier , apparently too easy; I finished the bottle in two minutes. It was very differnt having him feed me, but my Mommy is very excited about the prospect of not needing to feed me every time. I don't know why it's so hard for her to survive on one hour naps.

Sammy