It's after 7...
On the occasions when I get out of bed after 7, like today because I'm getting over whatever illness I had, I have to go check to see if my son is still here. He's not really good at getting up and going on his own. The first indication that he did get up would be every light upstairs being left on. They weren't.
The second indication is that the front door is unlocked. It was!
The third sign that he's on his way to school, like he is supposed to be, is that he's not in his room. Ah, but he was in his room. I just forgot to lock the door last night. 
He just asked me for a ride to school. No, of course he isn't actually ready to go or anything.
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