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The Zweeble went to bed without fussing, went to sleep, then slept until 6:45, when Scott's alarm went off and we heard The Zweeb making "bah!" and "dah!" noises--no crying, no screaming, just his usual noises. I got up and went in his room, and he looked up at me, smiled, and reached up to be picked up.

It only took 13 months to get a night and morning like that. And I'm sure I just jinxed it.** :)

**That's a joke! I don't believe in jinxing. I believe that the universe, like anyone else, needs positive feedback and specific instructions. So you need to say what you want and express your happiness at the things that work. Like last night and this morning.