Things are finally starting to return to a relatively moderate level of stress.

The noise from the crowds have subsided and hopefully, any books that will sell out have been discovered. A large part of my job right now is to trace the books that have not arrived at the store yet. Most emergencies are either hopeless (and the professors have been forewarned) or they are on their way.

That over with, we have been fighting a battle on another front.
Franklin's naps at daycare haven't been as long as usual. I have been trying to emphasize the importance of naps with his care-giver and I was worried that it was falling on deaf ears. Sure, he was napping as long as many of the other kids. However, Franklin is used to a lot more. He's two months younger than the youngest child there - this makes a big difference.
When I would visit him at lunch he would be over-tired. He had this maniac laugh and would get really worked up over the smallest thing (yelling "duck duck duck quack quack quack" at the top of his lungs).
It was strange. I feel that most of society is under-nourished and overtired and I want to teach Franklin how to eat well and get enough sleep. I feel it's important not only for his sanity but for his future development and behaviour.

Hopefully things have changed. Today he slept for an hour longer than any previous nap. I gave his care-giver some suggestions and they worked! I'm so relieved. All those months of careful sleep teaching were being threatened.

He was a much saner, well-adjusted and calm baby today. I was able to recognize Franklin again.