I hadn't gone to school the past two days because I hadn't gotten any sleep. On Wednesday, in the morning when I woke up to go to school, I went downstairs to see what time it was. I saw Dad sitting at the table with Grandpa, drinking coffee. I was surprised they were still at home so late. By the time I woke up, it was already a good fifteen minutes past seven. I had to be at school by eight, so I turned to go upstairs to start to get ready. Dad saw that I had come down the steps, but not came to say hi. Trying to be sneaky, he came up behind me and picked me up and swung me around before giving me a huge bear hug from behind, still holding me off the ground.
"How ya doin' sport?" He asked as he kissed me on the cheek.
I giggled until I could barely breathe and said, "Ready to go to school." He stopped for a second looked to Grandpa.
"Are you being serious? Dad, you're not gonna let him go to school today, are you?"
Grandpa lowered his morning newspaper and looked Dad straight in the eye. "Well, Danny. He said he was up to it. You know I would never force you to go to school when you were his age and weren't feeling good. I wouldn't do that to them either. Jack and Sean are already at school. He said he wanted to go and see his friends, so I'm letting him."
Dad mouthed something to Grandpa and he shook his head. Dad looked back to me and asked, "You sure you wanna go?" I nodded my head and tried to flip around in his arms. He set me down and walked over to Grandpa to whisper something. Before he could come back, I had already run upstairs, so I wasn't late for school.