But then again, so does Momma.

Yesterday The Dormouse fell asleep in the car on the way to church and I was obliged to carry all forty pounds of her into the building and then plop her down on the pew with her head on my lap. She snuggled up until her head was bent at a ninety degree angle and then put her feet up on the diaper bag sitting on the pew until her feet were also at a ninety degree angle and her body looked like the letter "V". She slept lik
e that for another twenty minutes.

The Caterpillar, on the other hand, fits much more nicely into your arms, but even in her sleep she never stops moving and will, little by little, squirm in your grasp until she has worked herself out of your grip and you are now holding her by a leg and one ear. If you try to reposition her or put her in the car seat for easier portability, she will wake up.

I'm wondering if there's some sort of award out there for the Most Awkward Sleeping Positions. Maybe a little known Guiness catagory? Because if there is? These girls would win it, hands down.