Christmas is coming, the Luke is getting fat,
13 lbs later, I can't get enough of that.
Saturday night came and went without a stirring for me until 6:30 am...meaning Luke slept through the night, oh sweet serenity.
Grew cocky and ate some delicious cake with whipped cream on Sunday night (Thanks Steph!) and was woken up at 5 am...ok, not bad but still, it does throw your whole night and day off.
So lesson learned. No more dairy cave-ins, I promise.