oh my god, i don't think it's the sweet potatoes

Ten days ago (is that all?!), I wrote of the prince, Yeah, no, the first night he ate sweet potatoes he woke up at 11 and at 3. Last night he woke up at 10:30 (when I had only been asleep for maybe 20 minutes; Himself had to get out of bed and come stand next to my side to wake me, because shaking me from his side of the bed wasn't doing it; it was pretty startling) and 2:30, and I'll grant he had sweet potatoes at dinner, but he's had sweet potatoes lots of times. I'm pretty sure in fact what that previous two-wakeup night and last night had in common that no two other nights in his life have had is this: In each case, the previous two nights we'd given him children's Benadryl in the hope that it would ease up his congestion while he slept. It's the only thing his doctor said we could give him other than baby Tylenol. So now I think we have learned a thing: 2.5 mL of children's Benadryl will in fact knock out an 18-lb infant for 11 or 12 hours (in fact it will turn him to a rag doll in less time than it takes him to nurse to sleep) - but the come-down is a bitch.