When I was growing up, I used to find my dad like this all the time.  He was constantly reading and he was never a night owl, so it was common to find him, either on the couch or in his bed, fast asleep with a book open on his chest.  This is how I found Gracie last night and I’m sure that Steve has found me this way on more than one occasion.  It is a family tradition that I am happy to pass on to my girls.  I hope that in a couple of years, I’ll find Abigail this way, too.  I don’t think there’s any better way to fall asleep than in the middle of a good book!