Ok so I thought I'd share a funny story from last night... Branson was getting ready for bed and Brandon told him that it was "getting late"... Branson started getting all freaked out and said "late get me..." he was genuinely scared, poor boy. So we tried to explain what "late" was and that it couldn't possibly "get him" but he was frightened. So Brandon finally told him "ok, its not getting late. it's just dark and its time for bed." He was cool with that and promptly fell asleep. Brandon and I did a good job not laughing, but it was pretty funny!
Oh and a little update. From about 12months-20months, Branson slept perfectly through the night with no problems. Then suddenly our peaceful nights came to a screeching hault when he was up two or three times a night for absolutely no reason but to have us in his room. We even went so far as to buy him a twin sized bed so that if he wakes up in the middle of the night we can climb in bed with him instead of him always getting to come to our bed... well the last week we seem to be getting back on track with sleeping... all except Sunday night, he has slept. We now feed him dinner later in the evening and he sleeps. Keep your fingers crossed.
