As I hit snooze on my alarm this morning, I was reminded of a conversation I had with Owen a couple of weeks ago.
He is usually difficult to wake up, and that particular morning was no different.
Slowly, however, he made his way to the bathroom, where he held his head, and began to explain it to me.
“Mom, you know how the earth spins around the sun and that’s how we get day and night?”
“Well, last night I think it was spinning to fast. I’m still tired.”
Now at the time I couldn’t help but to laugh.
This morning, however, it seemed to make perfect sense. I was still tired. Certainly the rate of the earth’s rotation was to blame.
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