For awhile we’ve had Bee and Prudence sitting in opposite corners of F’s crib. Each night before I lay her down we say our good nights – “good night birdies, good night sheep, good night F, time to sleep”. Then she lays down and I ask her where Bee is, where Prudence is, and she turns her body to each side and cranes her neck to see them. Then in pops the thumb and out goes the baby. Lately, as she moves around her crib more in the night, we’ve found her up at the end with her friends. Last night when we went to check on her before retiring for the night she was in this position – cuddled up with friends for the night, sweet as could be.