More of The Sleepy Boys

So, what's a little elbow to the rib or a hand dropped on the head? 

(And, yes, we do feed Skeletor, er uh, I mean Hunter.)

Snug as bugs under Great Grandma's quilt.

 Consolation.  There had been some confused bickering and tears before bedtime.  This is how I found them the next morning -- yes, still fast asleep.  They must have drifted off in this reassuring position (both boys have very tender hearts) and then had one heck of a rock-solid, very still slumber all the eve 'till dawn.