family bed
'round 4 am-ish for the past two nights, paul has forsaken his room for ours.
paul: [walking down the hall] mommy, mommy, mommy!
me: umf gmp wha?
paul: want to lie down.
this morning when i settled him into our bed, he snuggled up and said "three of us" in a most satisfied tone. i could hardly send him back to his room on that note.