"Aleeeeeeeeex," a familiar voice called. "Alex,wake up." The voice was closer this time, opened his eyes to see his mother, Grace, standing over him."Wake up, sleepyhead."
"Mom,what gives." he said."You have to get up early. You know today's Gardening day!" Grace said. He then realized she was in an apron covered in dirt. " I wanted to spend today with my best son." "I'm your only son."Alex said drowsely."Your still the best." Grace said."Come on,Alex, get up." Grace said as she was walking out the door."Fine," he said,getting out of bed."I'll get dressed."