This morning when I woke up, my son was dressed and had made himself cereal – and was EATING it when I got up! All before 7:00am. After I scraped myself up off the floor, he then got his backpack, his shoes on, and rode his bike to school before 7:30, with a sweet kiss for me.
Thank you for the child. We greatly appreciate it. Please keep the other one.
UPDATE: The aliens brought my real son back after school. He came in grouchy and refusing to eat. Ah well- at least that neural track has been laid down once. Now to find it again!