Once upon a time

Once upon a time...a time far far away from now, a family lived in the city. The mom stayed home to care for the three darling children. The dad worked a full-time job, besides a second job cleaning a local bank. This bank cleaning job caused him to leave home very early in the morning.

In this time, far far away from now, the youngest boy would awaken from his slumber, and discover himself to be very cold and very wet. This occurred every day. He found this tiresome, and would strip himself naked and run into bed with the mom. The mom would wrap him tightly in the still warm covers from the dad's side of the bed. This darling boy would usually have something insightful to say at this early morning ritual. Quite often it would be a prayer request that he had heard. After praying, he would settle in for an hour or more of sleep.

But, one morning. . . one bank holiday morning in that time far far away from now, when the darling little naked boy arrived in the room, the dad was still in bed. This troubled the darling naked boy greatly. Quickly, he ran to the mom's side of the bed and demanded to know in his loudest voice -

"WHAT IS HE DOING HERE?!"