Mainly at weekends when I don't have to get up early. I'll stumble to the loo for an early pee, still half asleep and looking forward to snuggling back down again for another hour or two, but as soon as I'm back in bed, there he is, wriggling against my back and prodding me in the kidneys.
I swear, one of these mornings I'm going to snap it off and attack him with the soggy end.