To this day, I have very vivid childhood memories of my mom waking me up to go to school.
She would come into the room I shared with my sister...
...and flip the switch to turn on the megawatt overhead light...
...and in her bright and shiny perky voice exclaim, "Rise and shine!"
Then I would bury myself deeper under the covers and vow that when I grew up I would never live in a bedroom with an overhead light.
"Rise and shine, George!" I said perkily as I turned on the overhead light in the barn.
It's official. I've become my mother.