There's a first for everything

and Sunday happened to be Caleb's 'first' dip in the pool.I am happy to say he loved it! Well, not entirely. He made little fuss noises the entire time, but he wasn't crying so I'm going to go ahead and say it was a pretty good 'first experience'. He pretty much wanted to go back and forth between Dave and I the entire time. I think he just wanted to test out his swimming skills. Caleb didn't even mind the many episodes of mom spitting water right on his face (what a great example to instill) he simply blinked, and then tried to dip his face into the water. That's a good sign right?! Not that I'm trying to raise the next Olympic swimmer, but I am partial to the water and having a little fish... pretty soon he'll be swimming with his cousins!

and all that swimming must have worn Caleb out because he fell asleep at 7, nursed at 10 when we got home, and didn't make a peep until 7 the next morning. Dave and I went to bed and woke up the next morning in complete surprise! It was the best feeling ever. For the first time since my early days of pregnancy, I actually went to bed and woke up in the morning without waking up once! We're still relishing that feeling since it happened to be a one time deal. Oh well. We'll take what we can get right?