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My mother is a couch sleeper.  She is fine if she sits down and her feet are on the floor, but the moment that she leans back into the nice comfy pillows, she is a goner.  So, she has a routine.  Every night, she she falls asleep on the couch and stays there for several hours.  Then, some time in the wee hours of the morning she makes her way to bed.

As a child, I would often try to wake her up, thinking that she would be more comfortable in her bed than on the couch.  But, the moment you turned the TV off or tried to rouse her in anyway, she would tell you that she was watching that and to just leave her alone.  This is the way it is, and it is her thing, so as an adult, I have realized that she is happiest if you just leave her where she is.

One problem with this affliction is occasionally when you wake up to go to bed, you find that you then can’t sleep!  That would be the boat I am in tonight! (Please excuse all misspellings and typos!)

Another problem with this tendency is that apparently it is genetic.  From my observations, all my mother’s children regularly fall asleep on the couch and are quite happy staying there.  I am one of the afflicted.  And, I think that would end up on the couch at three in the morning often if it weren’t for the boy insisting on going to bed.

He will let me sleep for a while every night.  Then, he quietly closes up the house, turns all the lights off, and turns down my side of the bed.  After he does all this, he comes in a wakes me up.  How nicely often depends on how tired he is, but he really is a wonderful man.

A few nights ago, this was the scene on our couch.

As I have mentioned already, the new baby, when he isn’t tearing ass through the house, is quite cuddly.  He is particularly keen on showing you how much he loves you between three and six in the morning when he tries to bite your nose and lick you lips. But, if there is anything that is kryptonite to couch sleepers, it is warm, fuzzy animals.

When I found these on the camera, my first inclination, of course, was to delete them.  I am notorious for deleting pictures of myself that others have taken.  This is another of my idiosyncrasies that the boy will put up with.  However, when I found theses pictures, the first thing he said was don’t delete them, very seriously.  Since, this is not a request he makes very often, I obliged.

But, it did make me think a little about why he wanted to keep them.  It may be because it is a cute picture of the new baby, but it also might that his nightly chore of putting his wife to bed has become part of his routine too.  And, he may want to capture that in some way.  So, despite the fact it isn’t the greatest picture, I thought that I would share it here and say thanks to my husband for being so wonderful!  He may stop a whole new generation of couch sleepers some day!