May I present James sleeping. His favorite stuffed dog is all wrapped up, toasty warm while he goes cold on the stairs.
We’d talked about him sleeping in his own room, how it was his and special because it was his, had his favorite things in it, and this is his compromise. He knew we’d tell him to go back to bed if he came all the way upstairs, so he slept on the stairs close to his room instead.
I doesn’t get much more random than that people. Check out all that is random at Keely’s.