This morning, after feeding W and getting him back to sleep, I thought I’d crawl back into bed for “five more minutes”. However, according to the laws of the universe, as soon as one child sleeps another wakes up. Just as I closed my eyes I heard the pitter patter of P’s not-so-little feet creep into my bedroom. His face appeared next to mine a second later. P (whispers): “…mom? Can I have a snug?” Never one to turn town a snuggle, I pulled down my duvet and allowed him to wriggle into my cocoon of warmth and comfort. As he burrowed into my arms, he said he just needed…