He a relatively light sleeper, so when we're home, once he's in his room and that door is closed we don't go back in for anything. (Except a fire of course...which has happened exactly zero times.) So we never really see him sleep.
But when we're camping, we put Tommy to bed in the tent, then we stay up and play games or stare at the fire until our eyes are going to burn out of our heads and then we go in to bed. That's when we get to see him sleep. My child may be a fit-throwing "no!"-yelling two-year-old most days, but when he sleeps he's immediately my teeny tiny adorably perfect angel baby again.
So, when he cries in the middle of the night we gladly put him in our sleeping bag and enjoy his snuggly goodness.
Waking up to these handsome boys starts my day off right.
If only I could think of him as "sleeping" instead of "recharging." --a cartoon I found when our babies were babies.
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