I don't know how it happened and I don't know if it will ever happen again, but my baby slept for eight hours Saturday night! It was the most glorious thing ever! I gave him a bath, nursed him and laid him down at 1:30 AM and he woke up at 9:30 AM. It was marvelous... the best part is I slept soundly, I did not wake up once in a panic that he wasn't awake, at least not until 8:30 AM when we realized if we didn't get moving we weren't going to make it to church. On top of all of that Everette and I had a pleasant evening out together alone. It was a great end to a reasonably sucky day.