It is quite funny and a follow on to the "perfectly good bed" that tonight we decided that our children are in fact, gypsies, or possibly nomads, or something, I don't know, but I am sure you get the picture. In their room they have a bunk bed, Paige sleeps at the top and Charli sleeps at the bottom, or at least that is how it is supposed to work. What ends up happening is they inevitably sleep somewhere that is other. Paige in our room on the floor next to the bed or in the bed until we get there. Charli in bed with Paige, Paige on the bean bag on the floor in her room, Charli in Paige's bed.
They can sleep where ever and it doesn't bother them, in fact, the other day Charli slept on the recliner in the lounge room with her feet against the back and her head hanging off the edge. For that matter, when Charli was younger she would sleep under the balloons at the birthday party, under the coffee table, sitting on a chair with her head on the table, standing on the floor with her head on the couch....maybe they are just good sleepers and maybe I should not be complaining lest it bite me on the butt. Where is some wood for me to touch!