I often find them nestled into giant pull-ups on my bed. Or tucked gently into Kira's bed.
The other day, I went to use the computer and found them again. It looked like they were all tuckered out after watching something on Netflix.
I love finding evidence of pretend play that was going on while I was busy somewhere else. I love that she thought to give them a pillow and that she went to the linen closet to get them each a washcloth blanket. I love that she's such a good mama. My biggest wish is that, if she wants it to be, mothering will somehow be in her future. Sky's the limit.