Brotherly Love

The other evening Ireson took a nap until almost 6pm.  I let him sleep that long because it was a late start on a much needed nap and respite for me.  Consequently, we didn't put him to bed until almost 9pm.  Meanwhile, James and Teagan went to bed at 8pm.  James past out almost immediately, Teagan shortly after.

Come about 9:30pm James and I hear doors closing and we figured Ireson was up.  We were watching a video so we gave it a few more minutes until we went to check to see what Ireson was doing.  James reluctantly got out of bed at 9:45pm and headed to the boys' room.  He comes back in a minute later and said with minor comical annoyance- "Beck, we're missing a kid."

The search was on.
Where was Ireson and what was the little Stinkerson doing?  I figured he was in the bathroom getting a drink of water or sitting on the potty seat- but no such luck. 

I told James to check Lil' James bed.  He came back in chuckling and said, "Now that's too stinkin' precious- you've gotta come see this."

Sure enough- Ireson had climbed up into the top bunk with James and was passed out, upside down, shirtless.  James went and grabbed the camera and we tried a bunch of different shots to document the darlings.  I'm surprised the flash didn't wake them up or the neighbors for that matter! 

After some minor bodily contortions on my part- I picked Ireson up and put him down in his own bed to avoid the kicking and hitting of others that happens in my children's sleep.  James and I have both been victimized by flailing body parts.

James has been known to go down and sleep with Ireson in the bottom, double sized bunk, to help his brother out when he gets scared.  I thought it was soooo cute that Ireson climbed up with his sleeping brother rather than stayed down below with his dog.  Oh well, sometimes you just need a brother's love instead.