I'm beginning to actually to relate to Michael Jackson when he held his son over the balcony for the papparazzi to admire and take photos. I've never been so proud of something before in my entire life that I would like to share with the whole entire world. Why wouldn't every person on the face of this planet want to see him right? I've recorded him sleeping, pooping, farting, puking, screaming, bouncing, cooing; pretty much done every thing but recreate the movie Lion King and hold him up on top of a mountain for the whole kingdom to see. Michael sort of did the real world version of that. You sort of get caught up in their cuteness and loose touch of what an idiot you may look like or sound like. So maybe he wasn't really such a bad guy after all. He was just a very proud papa (who liked to have a lot of plastic surgery and wear makeup and talk like a female, and let little kids sleep in his bed, but that's a whole other topic).
Little Samsonite is doing well and getting bigger and changing every day. His sleeping on the other hand seems to be regressing in the opposite direction. Somehow we went to sleeping for a 5 or 6 hour block back to 4.5, then 4, and last night 3. What the hell happened! I'm not sure what I'm doing wrong but with work literally just around the corner we'll be spending the next week or so doing some serious homework on this subject and trying to get a handle on it.
I myself and having trouble sleeping with the anxiety of going back to work staring me in the face. I actually have dreams at night of finding another profession that would allow me to work and stay at home with "Tons of Fun". For now we're going to give it a whirl. Not much else to blog about now. Really I'm just very sleep deprived and do not feel like thinking of anything funny to write about.
Back to the videos, here's a little clip of Sam's favorite lullaby. Post requested by Papa. This is an oldie but a goodie. A favorite shared by my bestie, Andi, and I since highschool; "Smile" by Jimmy Duranti:
Baby Einstein Rocks!
He is so sweet. I call my Sam samsonite ALL the time! Or sammers, samurai, or Sammy.
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