That's how long Dexter slept last night. I woke up before he did. I even woke up around 4:30 am expecting to be woken up at any minute, and the anticipation kept me awake for another hour. He didn't wake up, not at all. I woke up at 7:30 am and peeked into his crib. He was laying there in a frozen John Travolta disco pose with one arm behind his head and the other pointing at the side of the crib. I watched him for a couple minutes as he stirred to life. His big eyes opened and focused on me and his dad who had now joined me. He smiled big. That is what I call "sleeping through the night".