"Where are you?"

"Mommy, Where are you?" As I am awakened out of a deep sleep to the sound of my child's voice bellowing through the house.

"I am in the bed NyCee." (Really, at 230a where else would I be?)

Shuffle, shuffle, shuffle.

"Mommy, that's my pillow." As she attempts to climb into my bed and claim her teriotory.

"Would you like mommy to scoot over so that you can get in the bed with me?"

"Yes ma'am"

5 minutes later: sound asleep