Perfect Friday Night

Since having a baby, our definition of a "perfect Friday night" has changed drastically. And when we wake up in the mornings, our rehashing stories that start with "can you believe that happened!" have changed as well.

Well last night was the new definition of a Perfect Friday Night - in bed by 9 (the time we used to leave the house for dinner) and Kennedy slept 7 straight hours. Which means mom and dad slept 7 straight hours. We were thrilled with the much needed uninterrupted sleep, but then something even better happened...she laughed.

I knew we were getting close to a laugh because she has been squealing when she smiled, but this morning she let out a few real giggles. Such an adorable sound and I can't wait for her to laugh more!