「The next morning.」
The gentle sunshine spilled through the window onto the bed. It wasn't blinding, but it was warm enough to chase away any lingering desire to sleep. Since they didn't have a crib, the couple slept on either side of the bed, protecting the babies nestled between them. Fortunately, the weather was hot, so there was no need for little blankets.
With the babies' ability to cycle through four different positions in a single minute, how could anyone get a good night's sleep? One moment a tiny foot would kick you in the face, the next a little bottom would be pressed against your head, and then one of them would be sprawled across your chest. It was a bewildering variety of movements, and it was baffling how they managed it all.
Aren't they tired? Or is changing positions just more comfortable?
