Pretty simple, really. I pulled out Ninna's mattress and Bojey's old crib mattress, and I'm sleeping on the couch. Ninna fell asleep peacefully and happily next to the tree. Bojey...well, let's just say 2 1/2 might not be the best age for this undertaking. Next year, when I have a three and a five, this will be perfect.
Ninna is snoozing, I'm typing in the dark and thoroughly looking forward to closing my eyes, and Bojey is sleeping in her bed, having been too overly-excited to settle down in the living room. Like every other night, she'll venture out later to look for me, and she'll then join us in the campout.