Yarn Update

At bedtime tonight I gleaned more information about the Yarn, who has apparently been making recent appearances in Gabe's dreams. According to Gabe, he is "a bad guy", which is defined this way in Gabe's world -- "he hurts people". This puts him in the same category with Darth Vader, General Grievous, Emperor Palpatine, Zurg, orcs, wicked witches, Randall the monster, sharks, and any number of other movie characters. (Conversely, "good guys"-- such as Luke, Obi-Wan, Buzz Lightyear, Frodo, Dorothy, Sully, and Nemo -- "help people". Don't you wish life was really that simple?) He lives behind the trees in our yard, but in his own yard. I pointed out to Gabe that it means he is on the other side of the fence, which seemed to bring some comfort momentarily. When I asked what the Yarn did, Gabe answered, "I was trying to put on my Georgia Bulldog, and he bited my head." Again with the biting thing. We have repeatedly told Gabe that the Yarn is not real. Not sure if this is sinking in or not. I hope he remembers this thing long enough to be able to tell us what it is someday.

And in the next bedroom, little Sam has been sleeping ever so much better lately. In fact, dare I say that it is becoming the norm for him to sleep through the night? Every last little superstitious fiber of my being is trembling with the utter certainty that I have completely ruined any chance of decent sleep tonight. He is also finally doing some rolling over. He did it for the first time at about 4 months, but he has only recently begun doing it on a regular basis. Half of me wants to urge him on, and the other half is dreading the progression of ever-increasing mobility this signals. This child is going to be into EVERYTHING! With Gabe, we could have probably saved our money and left the electrical outlet covers and cabinet locks at Babies R Us. The kid just didn't get into anything. The worst thing he ever put in the toilet was an enormous wad of toilet paper, and that only happened in the last few months after he started doing #2 there (by the way, we have been experiencing a bit of regression in that arena lately -- not fun). But I don't suppose there's any point in borrowing trouble. Maybe our predictions will prove to be erroneous, but I'm not placing any bets. Back to the rolling thing, though, last night he rolled over on his tummy while crying himself to sleep. When I went in to check on him and give him a paci, he was on his belly with his face turned to the side and holding his small teddy bear under his head like a pillow. He fell asleep that way -- too cute.