MY BROTHER, MY COUCH

Last night I woke to Cooper's whimpering in the bassinet next to our bed. Found a very full diaper, and a sleepy occupant wishing to sleep somewhere other than that silly bassinet. So I changed his Poise Pad and set him on the floor next to his sister, covering him with a soft pink towel.

Just before dawn, I couldn't find him anywhere. Tessie was snoring happily, but there was no Cooper in sight. I checked his favorite spots, but there was no sign of him anywhere. As the sun came up I could see a bit better and remembered placing the towel over him a few hours before. And there he was, with Tessie firmly planted on top of him.

They rarely do this; as I've written before, they're rather like an old married couple who have come to take each other's presence for granted. Sometimes, they'll sleep back-to-back, but it's years since they slept this way -- close and warm, close and warm.