Henry is obsessed with nests lately. He likes to cuddle in my lap and say he’s in a nest, and usually he’s a baby owl. He is also getting into creating his own nests. In fact earlier this week I actually had to say “if you don’t stay calm and quiet, you are going to have to sleep in a bed and not in a nest” – he had made a nest of his blanket and pillow, on his bed (and was loudly telling Eleanor all about his nest).
Yesterday, he made himself a little nest at my parents while Eleanor played nearby.