Last night Rachel showed up at my bedside in the wee hours and climbed in next to me. She'd had a bad dream.
6:15 this morning:
Me [smooching her cheek loudly]: It's time to get up, Rae.
Rae:[mutters unintelligibly and doesn't open eyes]
Me: It's after six and breakfast is almost ready. Come on, chop, chop.....Rae? Wake up, Rae .
Rae[without opening eyes]: Call me 'Big Luke'. [rolls over and pulls duvet over head]