I suspect that as soon as I announce it to the world, my daughter will snap out of her wonderful sleep pattern and keep me up all night. Which, to be honest, she has done more than once in her short life. But the nights where she sleeps 5-7 hours in a row (anytime between 12-2 a.m. to around 7-7.30ish, after Summer Savings Time ended she woke promptly at 6-6.30ish) are in the majority, and last night she slept from 12.30 a.m. to 7.30 this morning. To be able to sleep that long she needs to nurse a lot in the evening, and that means a lot of Mommy-time and being cranky (meaning breaking out in a howling fit, as my fellow knit night attendees can confirm) when she's not feeding. But I'll take that anytime in return for a fitful sleep - wouldn't you?
She's also started to smile back and "talk" to us - though I haven't managed to catch a smile on camera. What I have managed is to sneak in some knitting time, a couple of stitches in a row are doable, but not much more. Just enough to finish a pair of socks for Egg I yet have to photograph.