To my son Tommy,
You had a nightmare last night. You came in to sleep with us. Less than a minute before this picture was taken, you were in a classic "it is not easy to sleep with a kid in the bed" position. Your hand was a splayed across your mom's face and your foot was in the center of my back. Since you sought sanctuary in our bed from your nightmare, it was like your mission to make at least your old man uncomfortable. A foot here, a head there, a punch to the kidneys, a slap to the face, a push to the edge of the bed, etc. Alas, obtaining photographic evidence of how difficult it is to have you in our bed is on par with a picture of Bigfoot or the Loch Ness monster. As soon as I had enough and got out of bed to snap this picture, you adjusted to the most heavenly position.
Sincerely with love from your dad,