1. The morning after Daylight Savings Time's "Spring Forward."
  2. I was sleepy and a little scared, as I entered my 8-year-old son's room to wake him for church.
  3. I feared a tired demonic grumple puss of a child would greet me.
  4. Unsure of my words, I opened the shades and said, "Good morning, It's 7:30. We leave for church at 8:30."
  5. A sleepy little voice responded, "8:30? Holy cows and chickens."
  6. Thanks, slumbering little boy. I needed that.