Some of the warmest memories I have of growing up are times I spent cuddled up with my Dad. My ear on his big strong chest, listening to his heart beat and breath...I'm taken back to this childhood memory when watching the video of Caylee in her Great GrandPa's lap.
We only had one TV set for most of my childhood (a black and white!). Sometimes on a Sunday afternoon, after my Dad had spent whole the morning taking care of chores, the yard, the garden, the cars, etc. He would lay down on the living room couch to watch a football game. Usually within 10 minutes he would appear fast asleep. I would cuddle next to him, ear against chest, nearly falling asleep myself from the rhythm of it...
But the minute my brother or I tried to change the channel, he would wake up! We would say, but DAD, you were asleep, and he would say, I wasn't asleep, I was checking my eyelids for holes!