Last night about 10:00pm Sam started crying. Pat went in to help him relocate his missing pacifier. He immediately walked back out and told me to get into the room and look in Sam’s crib. Expecting the worst of the worst, I run in and see this:


These two have separate rooms, down a little hall from one another. We’ve noticed that Ryan is REALLY out of it in the night if he gets up to pee around this time, and often needs help finding his way back to his room. Apparently last night he took a wrong turn and ended up here. Pretty much THE most adorable thing I’ve seen in a long time. I kind of wanted to just let him stay there all night, but thought he’d freak whenever he woke up and didn’t know where he was.