Pretty funny story along those lines. My youngest son is living in an addition I built on my home (it was originally supposed to be an audio/visual room). He is going to college, working and paying his own tuition, books, etc., but he can't drive due to a temporary medical problem. He woke up late Monday and my wife had to drive him to register. I thought I was going to fall over from laughing so hard when they told me. He's 6'2" or better, 180 lbs, and 25 years old. Of course I had to give him and her a ton of crap when I saw them. "Did you hold his hand and walk him to the door", "Did you remember to bring your lunch" and other witticisms in that vein.

Couches are not designed to sleep easily on but the discomfort was worth it!