Night 2: Too Good to be True

Well today went better! Since William went to bed earlier, I got to bed earlier and therefore got sleep even with him getting up twice! Tonight I put him down ten minutes ago around 7:45 and he cried but was so exhausted he fell right asleep. I just finished stuffing him full of oatmeal and a good half a can of mixed fruit so hopefully he'll be full and sated all night? Ha. I can dream. Pear is apparently ambrosia while pineapple was not appreciated at all, by the way.

Still, it's hard putting him to bed so early. Tomorrow night I've got the Activity Day girls (we're making tshirt bags and I got white shirts for the project that they can go to town on with the dye sticks I bought for my Caithe costume. I only need the light yellow and white, so they'll have plenty of other colors to work with. Not like white would show up on white shirts anyways. Coming back to the point though, AD ends at 8 which means getting home around 8:30, finishing feeding William by 9-9:30 depending on how involved he decides to get, and therefore in the crib before 10 if I'm lucky. Which I'm sure will not be helpful for trying to get him down to a schedule, but that's life. I enjoy my calling, but sometimes it's frustrating. I'm still trying to straighten out whether we actually have money in the budget or if I'm having to pay for all the materials myself. Seth tracked down the exec secretary this past Sunday and got told the AD fund was at -$300! Unless someone at the beginning of the year seeeeeriously overspent that's a major error or the guy was looking at the wrong fund since neither of the two AD leaders before me actually ever USED the fund. And sure, the tshirts for the bags this week are only $15 for all of them so it's not like it'd kill our family budget if we did cover them, but I can't and shouldn't have to fund the entire program myself.

Update: 9:30pm
The Beast has awoken. Not even wet.
10:00
Aaand back to sleep. Huzzah
12:55am
He's doing an excellent impersonation of a yoyo. A really loud yoyo.
1:20
Down to the occassional exhausted whimper. Hopefully he'll sleep for real now. I'm tired.
6:30
Still tired. Can't complain about the hour too much though. Poor guy is starving.