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Scott was with Drew while I was doing laundry. Drew was fussy and not ready to sleep; his schedule's been thoroughly hosed by this trip. (I'm glad it's earlier here and not later, since he shifted to staying up until 11 pm. That's only 9 pm here, and less likely to make Mommy and Daddy into zombies for work tomorrow.)
The plan was that Scott would stay with Drew and, as much as possible, nap even if Drew wasn't (Scott got less sleep than I did today - planes knock me out and he absorbed a lot of Drew care while I slept - ditto the car ride home when he was driving). Drew's room is very baby-proofed, so this was reasonable. When I got up there with the load of laundry that needed to be dropped off, I wondered if I would find them both asleep, because it had been quiet for about 15-20 minutes.
I found them both asleep. Scott was sprawled on his back on the floor, head on the pillows in there for that purpose. Drew was lying next to him, head on Daddy's shoulder, mostly on his side, curled in against his chest, with Scott's arm curved supportingly/protectively around his back. OMG CUTE. And me with no camera. It would've taken a camera with flash to capture it. I wish I'd had one with me.
So darling. (Drew is now in his crib, having not even murmured much at the transfer, and Scott is in our bed, which is hopefully more comfortable than the floor.)
The plan was that Scott would stay with Drew and, as much as possible, nap even if Drew wasn't (Scott got less sleep than I did today - planes knock me out and he absorbed a lot of Drew care while I slept - ditto the car ride home when he was driving). Drew's room is very baby-proofed, so this was reasonable. When I got up there with the load of laundry that needed to be dropped off, I wondered if I would find them both asleep, because it had been quiet for about 15-20 minutes.
I found them both asleep. Scott was sprawled on his back on the floor, head on the pillows in there for that purpose. Drew was lying next to him, head on Daddy's shoulder, mostly on his side, curled in against his chest, with Scott's arm curved supportingly/protectively around his back. OMG CUTE. And me with no camera. It would've taken a camera with flash to capture it. I wish I'd had one with me.
So darling. (Drew is now in his crib, having not even murmured much at the transfer, and Scott is in our bed, which is hopefully more comfortable than the floor.)
