Every day Owen is less like a little baby and more like a little boy. Smiling, laughing, punching his hanging toys, grabbing our faces, and best of all -- crying to manipulate his parents. He has learned to cry himself to sleep and we think that'll probably pay off in the future. So, we're staying strong! Well, except for last night. Mommy just couldn't take it any longer. Not two minutes in her arms and the little trickster was sound alseep!