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Well the Giants made it to the World Series.  We are happy campers in this house.  Little Guy is quickly learning how to cheer and run around giving high fives, two skills he has yet to perfect from watching his Daddy's Dolphins on Sunday morning.  Aside from cheering on the Giants, we've made a pretty big move in Little Guy's room.  He's phased out the crib, Lord help us, and is trying out a bed mattress on the floor.  It's killing his grandma that he doesn't have a coordinating bed set on this mattress, but we're just kicking around some new sleeping arrangements, so we'll try it out for awhile before we run out and get new decor.  So far, he's doing okay with the going to bed (once he's had his stories, his milk, and is plenty satisfied with enough rocking), and then when he wakes in the night, he toddles into us (something that makes my heart smile) and we bring him back to bed pick him up and tuck him in between us.  We're hoping to muster up some more willpower, but three in the morning sneaks up on you, and who doesn't love to wake up to this face every morning???