A conversation that took place early one morning, a couple of months ago:
[Dylan wanders into the living room, rubbing his eyes and yawning.]
Me: Good morning!
Yet another proof that the boy doesn't listen to a word I say!!
And this story reminds me of one of my favorite songs to sing, Good Morning Starshine, by Oliver. It's soooo corny, and therefore a kick in the pants to serenade people with, early in the morning - "Shoobey-dip bloopey, nibby nobby noobey, la-la-la low-low....":