My nephews arrived about 7:15 a.m. today to stay with my parents, as they do three days a week. They are three young boys under age 10 and they can really raise the roof. Therefore I got up about 7:15 a.m. I decided to have a little fun with this and lumbered down the hall growling in a deep voice, "Who has disturbed my slumber? Who has disturbed my slumber?"
The youngest one, who has only known me to chase after him for kisses or to chide him for being too loud, seemed genuinely puzzled (and maybe a little scared). Only when he snuck a glance at his two older brothers, who were laughing, did he realize this was a little show.
"Who has disturbed my slumber?" I yelled again.
"Not me," he said defiantly.
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