I woke up late this morning, and climbed out of bed at 6:30am. It was still dark outside, even though a hint of sunrise was beginning to glow through the window.
Time to go roust the FMOLs for another exciting day of school. I left my room and walked through the house. I looked up and stopped short – surprised. There, silhouetted before me in the hallway, was a man in a suit. My newly awakened brain took a minute to process what was happening.
My son, sensing my confusion, laughed at me. By then I had put it together that he had already been to the temple and back before I had even dragged myself out of bed.