The Tongue-out, Toothless, Best Thing Ever.

I try almost daily to catch a picture or video of Adelyn with her trademark, toothless, tongue-out grin. And it's almost impossible. She smiles the most when she's looking right at you, and the sight of your smile sends her into a squealing-tizzy that makes me forget about the fact I've already changed pajamas three times because she threw up on them.

Usually, when you break out the camera, she turns into this:

She just stares, fixates on the lens. She doesn't smile, or move. She's just mesmerized. Which is adorable, but slightly inconvenient for documenting your baby's milestones.

Maybe she's smiling so much this morning because she finally got back to her normal sleep schedule. Saturday night she stayed with my parents, and luckily for them I think they got to witness her in the peak of a growth spurt. She cried, and cried (they took her for two walks, the cure-all for her fussiness), and she woke up at four a.m. Sunday night, back at home, she did the same thing. Then Monday night, she was up at one a.m., then again at five, then again every ten minutes for the rest of the day.

I was beyond relieved when I woke up to her babbling over the monitor this morning and saw that it was six a.m., her usual wake-up time. For a minute there I was convinced her sleeping through the night was just a fluke, or that maybe I'd imagined it in an exhausted-stupor.

I love that smile. I'm not sure winning the lottery could give a mom the same thrill as feeling like your baby's happy.