Hey Daddy, how about you cry yourself to sleep, tough guy!

Since it was basically everyone's suggestion, we tried letting Ezra cry himself to sleep last night. It didn't exactly go well. After a while the crying died down (I even fell asleep), and we thought he was asleep. When Shanna went in to check on him she found him sitting in his crib. He had thrown up all over the place and had a massive blow out. We had to change his clothes, sheets, and mop up the carpet and his crib in the middle of the night. Okay, moving on to the next plan.

2 Comments:

  1. Anonymous said...
    Don't give up! It takes more than one try! So how much fun is doing laundry in the middle of the night? It's a good thing he is so darn cute! Nana
    Aaron said...
    I'm thinking we'll postpone our next cry-it-out attempt until we don't have don't have a dozen neighbors within 30 feet and we can be sure he get's enough nourishment during the day.

    Actually, I have the perfect date in mind. I think Shanna and I will book a hotel room in PDX.

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