Victory?

Okay, we don't want to count any chickens here, but I think we just might be on our way to a full night's sleep here at the Perry Infirmary.
Yesterday's naps (one of which involved Nana), were pretty good. Laying him down when he was drowsy but awake with just a whine or two (certainly no hour of crying).
Then, last night, he passed out at SEVEN O'CLOCK! He's NEVER went to bed that early (NEVER!). With a wake up at 11:55 - which included about 30 minutes of crying with daddy sitting on "the chair" beside him. And just let me comment that much like dog years, actual crying time quite varies with how the time FEELS. In other words, the other night, that 1'45 of crying felt like about 6 hours.
Are we victorious in this battle over sleeplessness? I don't know. I've read that they can kind of backslide part way through the training. I hope not. I'm liking this getting a little more sleep thing. And really think I can be a MUCH better Momma if I can get some sleep.

Here's to some zzzzzzzzzzzzzz's.