Sleeping on Dad

Yesterday Lia woke from her nap in her swing screaming bloody murder. Dad was nearby and rescued her, plopped her on his chest and resumed watching his history channel. Lia loved it. She just laid there for about twenty minutes luxuriating in being on something so warm and cuddly...

Does this not look like the definition of being relaxed?

The eyes closed...
Asleep!

And this is just a random picture- a couple days ago it frosted overnight and this was what was on top of Chris' car. I just thought it was pretty. :)