There will be no more resting on the couch. not anymore. Not when there is a curious 7-month-old scooting around the place. He likes to check stuff out. His favorite so far seems to be the video tapes on the shelf under the tv. But he has also found my desk, the extension cord, and the kids' toy area. Luckily, most of the little toys are put up high but you never know when one will show up. This weekend, I caught him chewing on a french fry that somebody dropped on the floor.
Speaking of not getting any rest - Philip woke up last night but he wasn't really awake. He was kind of between asleep and awake. He was crying but it was like he couldn't wake up. He would flail his arm around trying to grab onto something but at the same time try to push me away. He does this once in awhile. I don't know if it's night terrors or what but it takes awhile to calm him down and you have to keep him calm for about 20 minutes before you can actually lay him back down in his bed even if he seems to have fallen back to sleep.
