A Difference You Can See!

When Hubby got home tonight, I confessed to him that I was trying my best not be (extra) neurotic.

"I'm not going to go nuts and try to replicate everything we did last night."
"Why?"
"Hoping that we might get a second night of sleep. Because it's just not going to happen."
"Oh, so she did sleep?"
"Oh, so she did sleep?"
"Oh, so she did sleep?"

There, my friends, is the fundamental difference between Mom and Dad.  He's not sure if she slept or not, and I can tell you that she slept for exactly 5 hours and 58 minutes.  Here's how that difference might be represented visually:

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That's 2 minutes short of "sleeping through the night," but it's the closest we've been since she was 4 weeks old, so I'm giving it to her on a technicality.  I'm also casting aside all expectations, sleep jinxing myself by posting this, and telling myself that I should just appreciate the gift.  But we all know that I am secretly crossing my fingers and toes, praying that this Magic Sleeping Baby decides to stay for a while.