Last night, we found our 10 yr old sprawled out in our bed. Usually, it is her younger sister who tries to invade us in the middle of the night. We're lucky if Big Sis asks to cuddle at bedtime, so it was something of a surprise to find her in our room. And it was clear that she intended to stay the night since she'd brought her alarm clock with her.
Big Sis used to regularly join me at night in 2003 (she was just 2 yrs old at the time), during Stretch's first war-time deployment. But in recent years, she's been quite the independent type and she's never been a particularly touchy-feely child.
Last night, I know she was feeling vulnerable for a few different reasons. So when we found her in our bed, we left her there despite the crowded conditions (she's almost as tall as me now!). It was nice to know that she still needed us.
And she'll always be my baby.