This morning Younger Boy didn't wake up the first five times I asked him to get up.

I went in the boys room for the sixth time when he had 15 minutes to get ready for his baseball game.  He immediately started whining.  He stopped and said "I'm not whining, this is my tired voice."

Shockingly his tired voice sounds exactly like his whining voice.  Maybe a little more whiny. 

He finally got himself ready for baseball and we were on our way.

Prayers for more sleep.