Lots of wood knocking

Everyone knows that saying, right? "Knock on wood?" Well, Beck and I find ourselves reminding each other all the time right now to be careful of what we say, and make sure to knock on wood if we slip.

The reason is that so far Will has been unbelievably great. By that I mean, he rarely cries, sleeps on a pretty regular schedule, and has been eating (and pooping) like a champ. We've had about the most perfect first week at home with our baby boy as we could have imagined.

Now, I do realize that having superstitions like this can go a little overboard, but we really are trying to be careful of what we say (at least out loud). Beck and I have certainly learned at least some of that silent parenting language that only requires timely looks and "eye inflection". I made that up. :)

So listen, I realize that sleeping through the night, eating, and crying really aren't things we should be hung up on. We truly are grateful that Will is a healthy little boy and believe me, that is the ONLY thing we hoped for over the last few months of his life.

I'm just saying that our home may soon develop lots of knuckle dents. Between Charlie's sweet sisterly admiration for her baby brother, and Will's easy going demeanor, we've have really been spoiled. And of course, I have to add, SO FAR. (Did you hear the knock?)

Anyway, it's late and I need to get some sleep too. Beck has already come to get me twice tonight (this morning), but for some reason the creative side of my brain works best after midnight. Not sure why, but at least the new video is finally posted on the kid's site.

That's another thing... "Kids". It's so funny to hear myself say that these days. Getting ready to leave the house saying, "okay kids, lets get ready to go," or "alright kids, it's time for dinner."

I know. Bedtime. Gotta be ready to go when the kids wake up.