When I peeked in on the boys last night, I found that they had chosen to fall asleep in very different ways.
I found Tyler, with his comfy, cozy, ever faithful blankets.
(He would truly be Linus if we let him... he would take his blanket to the far corners of the earth, if only we would let them leave the crib.)
I found Tucker, snuggled with Bunny and Woof... and he was wearing sunglasses.
Hey, to each his own. I guess you can never be too prepared for the sunrise.