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.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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