Just before six this morning, I found myself sandwiched in the big bed between Henry and Jane. The alarm was still a few moments away, and the bed was extra warm and cuddly.
I gave Hen a little hug. He snored a contented 'snooooxx' in response.
I rolled to face Jane. I gave her a little hug. She took the palm of her hand, placed it on the bridge of my nose/forehead, and shoved.
Jane: Get off my pillow, Dad.