Bonding with my father

I was upstairs on a couch. My mother was downstairs making dinner.  My father was on the couch with me.  I was sitting next to him as I read.  My father had a long day and was sleepy so he laid his head back on the back of the couch and went to sleep.  I was by this time laying down with my head half way on his lap and half way on his hip with both my arms surrounding his and I too was lightly dozing.