The Boy is sprawled across my lap / stomach right now, with his feet on my right arm, back on my left arm and head hanging over the side. His arms are in a "Touchdown!" pose over his head, and he's been asleep for the past fifteen minutes. He's the cutest little lump right now, even if he's heavy enough that it's a bit harder to type with my left hand. Occasionally he stretches his entire body and flails his arms about, but he's quiet, for the most part.
He didn't sleep very well last night. He slept in the evening - 7 to 8, eat; 8:30 to 12:30, eat; 2:00 to 3:50, eat; 4:30 to 5:50, eat a bit, then fuss. We've both gotten a couple hours' more sleep this morning. While I'm looking forward to a time when we can sleep five or six hours in a row in any given night, I'm also enjoying the naps during the day. (I know that The Boy's going to be a little hellion and a never-slows-down child, so I'm not anticipating many naps once he's mobile and aware.)
I like being a Dad so far.