Wishing for a King (sized bed that is!)

Sometime after 3 a.m. and before 7 a.m., Alex finds his way into bed with me and Roger. Usually I'm so asleep that I just scoot over and he curls up in between Roger and I. But please note his sleeping position in this picture. Now imagine me trying to catch some zzzz's with that outstretched arm slung across my face. Because inevitably, and I mean INEVITABLY, that outstretched arm will end up smacking me across the cheek. I told Roger this morning that I wished we had a king sized bed. And I told Alex this evening that I wanted him to wait until morning before he comes into my room. We'll see how that goes.