After Jack Henry's basketball games on Saturday, Brandon and I took Oliver out for a walk.
He started out smiling and happy, squealing and kicking in his stroller.
As we bumped along the sidewalk, the rhythm of the stroller wheels started to make him drowsy.
And he started to become still and quiet. And he got drowsier ...
and drowsier ...
No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't keep his eyes open.
Finally he fell sound asleep.
Sweet dreams, Oliver.