*Thud*
The littlest von Trapp landed on the bed with thump, waking up slumbering parents.
"What is wrong?" questioned Maria.
"I had a bad dream. May I sleep with you?"
"Of course you may, come cuddle with me," Georg responded.
Cuddling commenced as Maria slipped out of bed. Soon after, she slipped back into bed.
"I want to cuddle!" she exclaimed, and soon she was being cuddled as Georg got out of bed.
After he got bad into bed, his youngest embraced him.
"Papa, you feel different."
Silence.
"Nothing to worry about. Let us go back to sleep."