Is this what love is?

I am on a road trip with my parents on the eastern seaboard of the United States. I have been up since 4.30am, for the past 21 hours, taking my sister to the airport, running errands, buying groceries, meeting people, driving in bad weather from Buffalo to Pittsburgh. I am dead tired.

My daddy is in the next bed, his snoring interrupting my attempts to sleep. He plops onto the bed, and falls asleep immediately, not with cute gentle snores (which I might be able to deal with), but irregular snort-snort ones. I look at my mummy, exasperated, but she just smiles.

"I try to sleep first, usually, but I'll just sleep the other way so it's not in my ear."

She's fast asleep too.

They're so cute together.