I got up this morning and was making coffee. My 9-year-old son was sitting there, doing nothing. “How come you’re not doing your math?”
“I finished it at 3 o’clock this morning.”
“What?! Did you go back to bed?”
“Yes.”
“Did you go back to sleep again?”
“Yes.” His eyes glazed over as he stared at the floor.
“Don’t do that any more,” I said.
“Okay.”
