Noah and Jim fell asleep last night on the big bed in our room.  They do this periodically and usually on weekend nights.  Tonight they were watching Star Wars: Clone Wars together after Jim declared that, "it was time" that Noah be introduced to that part of the Star Wars Universe. 

I should be upset when this happens.  Noah typically hasn't had a diaper change right before bed, and he is almost always in his clothes instead of cute and comfy jammies.  And definitely no nap when they do this.  But as I listen to their progressively quieter comments and exclamations from Noah at the wonder of whatever Da is showing him, I just can't quite pull myself in there from the Mommie time they are giving me. 

Then I typically hear any talk stop as the sound of the movie continues, and I wander in there to see if they really have conked out again.  I go in there, and the sight of the two of them cuddled together, their hair and faces looking so similar when relaxed in sleep, that I just want to wake them up just to kiss them, but instead I slowly turn down the noise of the TV turn it off and cover them up.  Then, I take one more look, and turn out the light.