It's been a long week. And now it's a Friday night. And for some reason, being the goofy child you are, you decided to fall asleep on the living room floor. You were having a good time. But then someone tapped your shoulder.

"Hey kid, what did I tell you about sleeping on the floor?"

That was your adoptive mother Tom. She was a blunt and moody woman but she did have a soft spot for you. And she seemed a little tired as well.

"Come on, get to bed sweetheart,"