It is 6:51 am and both kids are still sleeping... Although one did make it into our bed. 

Notice how he uses my pillow for a blanket for his feet. I woke up round 1:30 am with Bennett staring at me, standing by the bed. It's so creepy. I don't understand why he can't just use the stairs to get into bed, or wake up Joel, who is closer to the doorway. Bennett is the worst to sleep with though, because, as you can see, he likes to move around in bed. He can never just lay like a normal person. He wiggles and moves, kicks and flops around.