Ferberizing Atticus, Part One

Too many long nights in a row and a trip down "Memory Lane" that is last year's blog post about Ferberizing Netty led me to my big decision that it is indeed time to Ferberize Atticus as well. I prepared myself. I kissed my sweet baby. I told him he was a good boy. And when I put him in the crib and tucked him in, that little twerp put his head down and was silent. He had one little bout of crying but didn't even make it through round 2 before putting himself to sleep.

And I had the gall to be emotional about not rocking him to sleep.