Little Man on a Little Island

Not that all of you don´t know this by now, but we made it to Iceland in one piece! I was terrified - and I mean losing sleep at night mortified - of flying alone with the little bugger, but he did alright. We had some rough moments wandering the aisle of the Icelandair plane in the middle of the night, but all in all, it was ok. As I told someone the other day, I have almost forgotten my fear.
And on top of the decent flight, he is sleeping pretty darn well! You have to disregard the fact that he wakes up 2-3 hours after he goes down and gets into bed with me for the rest of the night...but he is sleeping 11.5-12 hours straight! Since he is going to bed between 9:00-10:00 at night, that means I have been getting more sleep than I have basically since he was born! It is all very exciting, despite the fact that some serious sleep training is likely to take place once we return to the States.
Here are a couple of photos of him taking an extraordinarily long nap today with our favorite fat cat in the world, Stulli.