When my kids were young, I would plead with them, "Please, just let me sleep five more minutes!" almost every morning. My youngest daughter would say. "I don't know why you can't just get up." She absolutely hated it. Always the night owl, mornings have never been my favorite time of day, so come morning, I was seldom well rested. So, my sleep deprived mind was convinced that those five more minutes were key to my survival. Well, as it turns out, as my daughter got older and had a child of her own, she became a night owl, too. So, now she's the mother who pleads with her child for, "Just 5 more minutes!" ... and her daughter hates it. But this mother, she loves it! Because... karma, you know.
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