My brain and spirit this morning are both still in bed, glorious bed.
I wasn't so rudely awoken today. Instead, Charlie called out at, oh, about 7:20, so I called to him to crawl in with us. He occasionally does this, which is nice except he's a major-league wiggle worm.
This morning, however, he instantly fell asleep, curled up against my back, his hand on my side.
Ooooooh, sweet bliss!