Room for two

We've been having a few sleeping problems lately. The source of the problem is found in our present sleeping arrangements; that is, present at least until last night.
Until last night, Jacob, Hannah and Benjamin were in one room and Joseph snoozed the night away in a room by himself. Our original intention was that Hannah and Joseph would share a room once we moved to our new house. However, plans went awry as one by one all the boys insisted on sharing a room with their beloved sister. Specifically: Benjamin (who, previous to our move, had never slept with Hannah) suddenly could not sleep without his female sibling. Thus, the current configuration of sleepers.
This proved a temporary solution as Jacob simply doesn't need the same amount of shut eye as the rest of his siblings. Hannah is able to fall asleep at the drop of a hat in a crowded room, but Benjamin insists on propping open his eyes until his older brother drops off. Thus, the following day Ben needs an afternoon nap to deal with his temper; and then the nighttime cycle is repeated. The overall result: a grumpy Benjamin who, some nights, wanders from room to room long after his sibs have entered dream land.
Mommy, at the end of her rope and desperate to find at least one hour of the day without her progeny, devised a solution. I knew that I could not separate Ben from Hannah but I also knew that Jacob is always up for an adventure - especially if it involves a flashlight. Thus: Ben and Hannah were left to sleep in the blue room while Jacob slotted into Joseph's room once baby J had hit the will-not-wake-up-no-matter-what stage of sleep. Jacob, who must read in order to fall asleep, was given a flashlight to use under the blankets. With saint book in hand (a new saint book purchased at the Polish tea at our church - Jacob brought the book to me and said, "I asked Ben which saint book he wanted and he grabbed Saint Book 6 and told me that he just had to have it." Oh really, I hadn't realised that Ben's reading had progressed so quickly. I digress.), Jacob slipped into his bed and under the covers and we heard no more from our oldest boy who fell asleep much sooner than on a normal night.
Of course, things can never flow smoothly and a wrench must always be thrown into our plans. I ushered Ben and Hannah into their abode and was met by tears from only girl. Oh no, what's wrong?
"I don't want to sleep alone."
"But, you're not alone, Ben is with you."
"But he doesn't know anything."
"Yes he does," slightly confused, "What do you mean?"
"He doesn't know anything!!!!"
"Huh?"
"I don't want to sleep without another big guy."
And, finally, after six years, our little girl admits to an attachment to her twin brother.

Epilogue: Ben and Hannah were tucked (using only minimal force) into bed and fell asleep much earlier than usual. Everyone is happy this morning and off to the park - somehow I have to renegotiate the mortgage (have you noticed the low rates?) and call about our missing child tax supplement in the next hour... We'll see.