Milo fell asleep while Mark was reading the boys a bedtime story, and Oscar soon after the lights out, so Mark wriggled out from between them and moved over next to me, leaving the boys snuggled together.
Sometime in the middle of the night I heard Milo stirring, then whimpering. Uh-oh, I thought. Might have to get up for this one. A moment later he whimpered more loudly, and then I heard his little voice croaking, "Miiiiiiiiilllk."
I waited a moment — sometimes he says one word and goes back to sleep — and then there was the thump of his feet on the floor. I opened my eyes and started to get up, but Mark beat me to it. "Hey sweetie, where you going?"
Big thump.
Pause.
"Are you just going to sleep there on the floor?"
Whimper.
"Come back to bed. Come on. Snuggle your dad."
Mark picked him up — "There, there" — and lay down with him, and instantly Milo’s breathing went slack and he was fast asleep. The whole episode lasted maybe four or five minutes. I think he’s going to be sleeping reliably through the night within a couple of weeks.
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