Tonight was night number three of the new sleep experiment: we lay down with Donovan in our bed, just like always, but we take him to his crib while he's still awake. I don't want to jinx it but, so far, no tears and no tantrums. Such a relief!
That being said, putting the kid to bed doesn't necessarily mean he goes to sleep. I laid down with him at about 8pm, put him in his crib at about 8:45pm and, from then until about 11pm we could hear him on the monitor. Singing. Singing for over 2 hours. I almost expected to go up and find an old style reel to reel tape deck in the crib playing a loop and a knotted ladder made out of his crib bumper hanging out the window, Great Escape style.
Singing for 2 hours wouldn't be quite so much of a tour de force if the kid knew more than one song. Actually, I take that back: he knows 3 songs, they just all happen to be the same tune. 42 years old before I realized the Alphabet Song, Twinkle Twinkle Little Star and Baa Baa Black Sheep were all the same melody. Oh Wolfgang Amadeus, it's all your fault!