My three younger brothers and I went through a phase this summer, a phase where we happily skipped over the bedtime ritual altogether. Instead of saying goodnight to one another each night, we’d stay up till about 6 or 7 a.m. and say good morning to each other before getting into bed (or piling onto our living room floor, to be more accurate). Needless to say, my father was always horrified to find my 13-year-old brother, Bryan, still awake when he woke up for work each morning. My mother, it appears, was less than appalled. She went around taking dozens of photos of us sleeping throughout the morning and afternoons.
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