Co-Sleeping on the Road

On the last night at Grandma and Grandpa's house I let Stan B sleep in bed with me. When I first left him he was lying properly with his head at the head of the bed and his feet at the foot of the bed. When I came to bed several hours later he had managed to turn a perfect 90 degrees. He was adorably out cold and there's nothing as lovely as repositioning a warm, heavy, sleepy babe. If we had a bigger bed at home I would co-sleep all the time.