(one of the few pics I have of Tate sleeping...)
It was a miracle. We slept in until 8:30am! I don't care that Tate woke up at 5:30 and then at 6:30 and then I brought him into my bed (and by bed I mean air mattress...) and then somehow, he actually fell asleep.
I was so overjoyed even if it meant having him fall asleep attached to me, literally, and experiencing a few teeth grazes as he went into deeper sleep. All I know, is 8:30a kicks butt.