Katie theorized that it was because of the change in weather and that he might just be cold. So far the theory has held true because when we go in his room and take him out of his crib and lay him on our chests, he's basically out like a light. So, last night, we tried putting him in much warmer pajamas.

It worked like a charm until about 5:30 when he woke up sobbing a little bit. So I went in there and picked him up and sat down in the chair and rocked him on my chest.

Again, he fell back asleep very well.

Around 6 a.m., I whispered to him that I was going to have to get up and get ready for work and that I would have to put him back in his crib (not that I expected him to actually understand a word of it).

So what did I do? I promptly fell asleep with him on my chest for the next half hour. Katie had to come in and wake me up so I wouldn't be late for work.

Stupid comfy fuzzy pajamas with your footies and dinosaurs.