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I am sitting on the couch doing my morning thing. It's 6:52 am.

At 6:28 am, Hayden got up. Last night I drilled, I thought, into him that he needs to stay in bed until 7:00. I tell him, seven zero zero.

He went back to his room for approximately 7 minutes.

He's now been sitting at the top of the stairs for around 15 minutes (it's too early for math!) and thinks I don't hear him. I'm playing ignorant.

He just spoke:

"Mom, it keeps not saying seven zero zero."

"Dude, you have to wait. It will take a few more minutes."

"Fine."

He's gone back to his room.