Pixie woke at about 07.00hrs this morning - faaaaaar too early for one tired Mummy. Turns out she just wanted a cuddle in Mummy's bed (Daddy had already departed for work - yay, more room for me!).
I said: "Sshhh. No talking, we'll just have a cuddle and go back to sleep!" in the hope that she would drop off.
She wedged herself right up against me and wrapped her arms around my neck, flippin' icy-cold feet pressed on my legs, the monkey.
After two rounds of 'When Santa Got Stuck up the Chimney' a wonderful snoring noise could be heard and I drifted back off, being cuddled and snuggled.
09.00hrs was a much better time to wake up, especially to a beautiful smile from a most beautiful little girl.