Now, that being said, Dad's not real happy with me at the moment. Being Saturday, he likes to try to sleep in, which, for him is usually, like, 6:00 or so. I guess I kinda woke him up a little earlier than he'd like to have been, like, oh, about 4:00.
Yup, he woke up to me climbing across his head on his pillow. How am I supposed to know that's wrong? I'm still new here. Still trying to figure things out. Give me a break, dad! I rewarded him by settling in alongside him, though that only lasted until he heard his damn coffee maker finish sputtering. Yeah, he probably would've been up too early anyway since he inadvertently set the timer last night, which he never does on weekends.
Smooth one, dad.