Last night I decided that Nino needs to be in bed well before his recent usual, 10 pm. So at 830 we started books (I'm starting slow), went upstairs and he nursed, I laid him down, and he just went to sleep. Who is this child? Tonight, we'll start a bit earlier. Especially with "falling back" this weekend, I need to get him on a better schedule.

Meanwhile, I hate feeling helpless. I know it's not my problem, but I hate that my sister is having relationship troubles. I hate being far away, and even if I were closer, what could I do?