We had a new baby-sitter this weekend, bless her. Theo has been a real stage-5 clinger these days, and baby-sitters are not his thing. I came home a little early expecting to have him still awake and what to my wondering ears... quiet! My basic instructions for sitters are 'do what you need to do.' They were all passed out fast asleep in my bed. Every single night when someone comes into our room, I lay there wide awake and contemplate moving the king bed to the playroom and letting them all pile in it. Because, sometimes you just gotta do what you can for some sleep around here.
Sleeping rascals are the best rascals.