Maybe he just likes our sheets
March 14th, 2006 Caroline
Once he stopped nursing at night, Ben pretty much kept to his own bed; he wasn’t the kind of kid to climb out and cuddle up with us. Even in the morning, when I would try to coax him back in with Tony and me for a few extra minutes of horizontal time, he just wanted to go downstairs and get the day started.
But now that we’ve moved back home after the renovation, he’s climbing in with us all the time! At first it was only a couple nights a week, and he’d come thundering down the hall so loudly I’d wake up and scoot over for him. He’d cuddle up and fall back asleep (was he ever really awake?), and then when Tony had Eli settled back in his crib (because invariably Tony was up with Eli), he’d carry Ben back to bed. Once Ben went to the wrong side of the bed. Tony felt him patting his face like a cat, woke up, and took Ben right back to his own room. He hasn’t made that mistake again.
Then Ben started sneaking in so quietly I didn’t even wake up. One tragic night I stretched, realized too late that I had company, and pushed him out on to the floor. Ow! The look of betrayal on that boy’s face–I’m still feeling a little guilty.
He’s coming into our bed earlier and earlier now. A few nights ago, he made it in before Tony. The next night, I headed upstairs around ten and was surprised not to find him in his room. Tony was in with Eli. Where was Ben? Of course. I found him in our bed all by himself, cozy on my pillow, snoozing away.
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