My four-year-old went through a phase of crying out in the middle of the night because of bad dreams. I got accustomed to the routine of getting out of bed in just my pajama shorts, and sitting in the rocking chair with her until she calmed down.
One night when I heard her calling, I got out of bed, went to her room, picked her up, and just as I was about to sit down with her in the chair she said, “Daddy, could you please put a shirt on?”
Apparently not everyone appreciates a hairy chest.
Paul, father of 3