Moment of Panic

I went to check on Logan about an hour and a half into his nap yesterday and was greeted with an empty bed. After few moments of sheer terror and calling of his name, I heard the T.V. on in our bedroom and found him wrapped snugly in his 'blank-a-ly", lying in my bed with the Disney Channel on. I was upset for about 5 seconds and then I realized how sweet he was.
How can you get mad at this?