Tired?

So, I think Owen's lack of sleep got the better of him last night. Here's the story...
Owen had been asleep for awhile and I was still trying to fall asleep. Owen suddenly stands up and very gently picks up his pillow (so as to keep it from waking up) and heads toward the door.
Haylee: What are you doing?
Owen: I'm putting her in bed
Haylee: In what bed?
Owen: I'm taking her to the bassinet
Haylee: Oh, well...she's already asleep, and you're holding your pillow, not her.
At this point, Owen realized that he was holding his pillow, not Miriam and came back to bed. I sure got a good chuckle. In Owen's defense...at least he wasn't trying to rock his pillow to sleep! He he he