So he comes in at 6:10... it's Memorial Day, so I'm off... we're still sleeping... he says "daddy, it's light outside"... I tell him to go back to his bed and/or play in it for a bit. He comes back at 6:44... "Daddy, there's a lot of light in my room. It's from the sun." I tell him he can get up. In about 5 minutes later, he comes back and tells me that he found a sock in his room (and brought it to show me). I tell him that's great, put it back, he says it doesn't belong there, I don't know what he did with it. And about 5 minutes later, "daddy, look! I found my little small red car! If you come to my room, I'll show you where I found it!" -- he runs back to his room, excited... 7 am, I get up.
Subtle... real subtle....
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