On weekends sometimes we let the kids put themselves to bed. Tonight at bedtime Kam came in and said that since Bear was sleeping in Owen's bed (great!), would it be OK if she slept in a cardboard box (huh?) and Owen slept under the doll cradle(what?)? After we stopped laughing Brant and I looked at eachother and said what any parents would say...Sure, why not? We waited for them to come back in to explain why their sleeping arrangements hadn't worked out, but we never heard them again, and when we went to check this is what we found: Besides the fact that they appear to have dragged half of Kam's room into Owen's room with them...
What's wrong with this picture?
For starters, no one is asleep in the bed, not even the dog! Bear was cuddled up so sweetly on a sparkly tulle tutu... 
Owen wasn't actually under the cradles, but has anyone noticed he's wearing a fleece jacket, zipped up and everything? Apparently it was chilly in his room? And look how sweetly Elmo is all tucked in right on top of him.
And then there's this girl...That's right folks, she wasn't kiddin', she's sleeping IN A CARDBOARD BOX!
Ah, the happy chaos we call parenthood! The way we saw it, our kids were in bed (ok, not technically) before eleven on a weekend. Nice work! So we threw a blanket over the kid in the box, removed the fleece jacket to prevent heat stroke, and patted ourselves on the back for another successful day of parenting!
