Getting Ready

Ryan was tired this morning, but still got up and showered without any nagging. I had high hopes for his day. 

But after the shower he stalled out. 

I reminded him four times to please get dressed, brush his teeth, and come downstairs. I went for another try. 

Me: Ryan, are you dressed? I haven’t heard your toothbrush. 

Ryan: No. 

Me: What are you doing?

Ryan: (sad, little boy voice) I’m sorry. I was staring off into space. I like doing that. 

Me: .......

There’s just no comeback for that.