"It most certainly is!" Alex grinned broadly to his nephew as scooped him up into the inevitable, big hug. Nothing like the family to brighten your mood a bit - or, at the very least, help him pretend he had slept soundly that night.
Carrying Levon into the room with him, he turned his smile to his sister and leaned over for a quick kiss to her forehead. "Morning, sis." At her question, he paused slightly, before nodding thoughtfully. "Yeah. Except," he arched a brow at Levon, "one of the dragons in my room woke me up in the middle of the night complaining of a tummy-ache. Then his fiery breath nearly burned my eyebrows right off my face when I asked him to open his mouth and go 'ah!'" Ever the storyteller, of course he told and acted out this little story enthusiastically for Levon.