Oscar fared better yesterday afternoon and evening, though he still stretched his bedtime out to the maximum and didn't miss any of his tricks. He got both yogurt and cookie. But it was bath at 7:15pm, and bed at 7:50pm and lights out at 8:15pm. He then managed to burble and talk for *forty-five minutes straight* without cessation. Finally, after lots of 'Dada Sing', ie. lullabyes, he gave it up. He slept perfectly and we got up at 8am.
Yesterday afternoon he refused a visit to the pee-pee cows, so all is not quite right with the world. But it improveth all the same. He also loves watching the rabbits of Beatrix Potter on DVD. Thanks, Mama Jo!
This weekend, UC Barry, Auntie Jo, maybe even brunch at L'Anecdote.
