Zombietown

No sleep. That is what we got around here last night.

Ben has caught himself a case of the night terrors. He will scream uncontrollably and scamper up into our arms, yet still be sleeping. When we try to lay him back into bed, the screams begin again. We tried soothing him, we tried rocking him, we tried letting him watch some Baby Einstein, milk, apple juice, you name it, the kid just screamed. We finally set up the pack and play in the living room and had to let him cry it out. It worked until 60 minutes later when he started screaming again. Repeat this process 5 times last night. He woke up Emma around midnight and she didn't fall back to sleep until 1:00. Needless to say, we are all dogging it this morning.

And that after the most amazing family dinner last night. We all piled into Vinnieman, stopped and grabbed cheap Chinese, headed to the beach and picnicked on the floor in the back of the van (3rd row of seats folded makes for tons of space!) with the tailgate popped and the ocean providing the sound and sites for our dining pleasure. Afterward, we splashed in the water, skipped stones, and played while the sun started it's descent.

I think I will try and remember the dinner and forget the lack of sleep portion of the night.

Ben's digestion has not improved at all. I have completely cut out all suspect foods and he still has gas and bad poops. Can one suddenly become lactose intolerant? He is going for his 18 month well visit on Friday. Hopefully our new pediatrician can provide some insight...