Perfect or Not?

Milo's such a delightful little social being. He's smiley most of the time and to anyone...the Maids in the house, the Driver in the next car, the Ahmah at the club and anything...the Dogs down the street, the Birds in the sky, the little spotted Moth resting on the wall....and even the white straggly Beard on his YeYe's chin. How can one complain when one has such a wonderful little cheerful happy boy? But because he's so interested in the world around him and takes so much pleasure in seeing it all, the one thing he doesn't do well is sleep well. So, the exhausted parents struggle to their feet 3, 4 times a night, mostly taking turns but never fully asleep when the other is awake, patting him, feeding him, changing him, rocking him, holding him, carrying him.....and willing him back to bed. In between our fragmentary dreams in moonlight and the unwelcomed scent of morning dew at dawn, we still think he is just perfect. Our little huge bundle of joy and bright shinning star.