Something must be going off inside that little head. Synapses forming and neurons firing. Francisco, like all babies I am guessing, makes faces when he sleeps. Somewhat entertaining in general but that's likely only going to remain entertaining if you are a blood relative. (There is probably some Inverse-Squared law that governs how much mundane baby stuff is entertaining. I'm guessing a baby's cuteness/entertainment factor has an inverse relationship relative to your genetic distance from said infant.)
So entertaining moments aside, apparently Cisco had a dream where he was being chased by formula bottles and a huge Simulac monster. I say this because he was sleeping soundly then wakes from a dead sleep and screams like a lunatic for just long enough for Barb and I to look at each other and think, "Oh hell. Here we go." As those thoughts are being formed and read on each other's faces, he sighs and is right back to dream land. That was unexpected. Granted, there are a lot of things people don't tell you or can't possibly describe when it comes to having a newborn. You would think that this would be a great misery-loves-company moment someone would pass on. As in "Oh yeah, wait till he has a 5 second nightmare on his 4th day of life."
OK, that's not true, this is just what he looks like when he's not having a nightmare.