I swear, there is no sight as sweet as your baby drifting off to sleep. I’m not talking sweet, as in sentimentally sweet. I mean sweet as in “SWEET! I CAN FINALLY GET SOME SH!T DONE!” kind of sweet.
It reminds me of when I used to wait for my parents to go to sleep so I could stay up all night and watch TV. Now, I wait for Jake to pass out so I can shower. Ah, the circle of life:)

“HE’S OUT COLD! GO! GO! GO!”