A very happy birthday to you today. I am so proud you; of your strength, your kind soul and your cheerful spirit. I loved you the first time I saw you, and you'll always be my special brown-eyed boy. Always remember who you are, and that your parents love you!
This is the pretty little cradle we bought for Eli when he was still a fetus.
E hated it. He slept in his swing. I think he spent 4 minutes in the cradle. (Here is the photo evidence)
We used it as a laundry basket for a while, then packed it up, put it away, and said to ourselves, "Our next baby will surely love it, Eli is just a freak!"
Iris hates it. She sleeps in her bouncy chair. We've tried to get Iris to nap/lie down/not scream in the cradle, at least once a day for her nearly 11 weeks of life...
and finally...
last night she slept through the night in the cradle!