Okay, I have 10 minutes to stand

We have instituted the use of an alarm clock to wake the boy.  We head out about 530ish to walk our dogs which takes about 45 minutes.  This takes us past our usual system of releasing the hounds on the boy at 6am to being the wake up process.

Without telling him yesterday, I snuck into his room at 5:30 and set his alarm for 6:15.  Cybil hit the ceiling. <giggle>.  It was not nice what I did, but I hadn't thought of it the night before and we all needed the exercise.  We come around the corner at 6:15, I look up at the house, no lights on.  We get back to the house, I walk upstairs to see the carnage, and the LIGHT WAS ON.  Cybil turned his own light on!  Could this alarm clock thing be working?  I have it across the room, so he needs to actually stand and take a stride from his bed without breaking his neck on whatever is all over his floor.

I yell through the door, and he responds.  I got a vocal response!  Who is this boy?  I let him know I am jumping in and will holler for him in 5 so he can then jump into his shower.  Like clockwork....

On the way to school, he explained what the alarm did to him initially. After he got it shut off, the numbers registered in his brain.  Oh, 6:15, that gives me 10 more minutes before I need to stand.  The mind of a seventeen year old.....