For over an hour now...

...I have been sitting here, on a Friday evening, watching Mommy Barbie and her son sleeping on the couch. The similarities are amazing. Both, so peaceful. Resting as if they had been casually tossed there by some invisible, caring Force. Their heads each periodically bobbing, searching for that exact place on the cushions where their neck muscles can relax but not so much that gravity will pull their heavy heads down too far. They both fell asleep after eating their favorite comfort food -- a chile relleno for Barb, rice cereal for Jeremy. At random, each smiles in their sleep. What are they dreaming about? Is it a collaborative REM project? Relishing memories of a happy afternoon with Grandma Jean? Jeremy inhales twice for every time Barb does. Jeremy drools. I won't comment on Barb. Except to say, like Mother, like son.