Seamus decided to get up and play from 4 to 5:30 am this morning. This should have been exasperating, but he is
so freaking cute that I couldn't help laughing at him. He ran around the apartment like a maniac, played with his cars, ate a banana (making "mmm mmm mmm" sounds), and attempted to pull my nose off of my face. Eventually, he climbed up on my lap and put his head on my shoulder to let me know that he was ready to go back to sleep.
I'm at work now ... exhausted but grateful that we have such an awesome boy.