Who's That In My Crib?

Changing Joe's diaper is a two person job right now what with the diaper rash (it is slightly better today). Last night, the diaper change hit when Clara was being held in advance of a bath and being nursed, which is to say not able to be left without some supreme distraction or comfort. So Julie put her in the crib and set the mobile a-going. We were mostly consumed with changing Joe's diaper, and he was mostly consumed with wailing, but still, we waited to see if Our Hero would feel his sister was an interloper. He was completely nonplused, and when then asked where big boys sleep, he pointed right to his big boy bed. (We often wonder if Joe is thinking to himself something like, "Duh. How many times do I have to tell you people where big boys sleep?")