Sleep baby, sleep.
Thy Father counts the sheep.
Thy Mother shakes the dreamland tree,
to send a little dream to thee.
Sleep, baby sleep.
We sleep together as a family.
We have a queen-bed with a king-single side by side.
We sleep well.
Just like our ancestors did.
Relying and trusting our mammalian linage.
Mein Spatz is firmly planted between the two people who love him most in the whole wide world.
Mama and Vati.
This will continue until our child is ready to sleep alone and wants his own space.
Maybe he wonders..... just as I did as a child......... where will his beloved fit when he gets married and has children?
The dreams and the bed can only get bigger.
Henry lays on his own side-car mattress on the floor beside our bed, guarding and protecting his pack.
Now that the cooler weather has kicked in he often sneaks up during the night and always finds the weakest link-Vati and snuggles under the covers.