Swapping bodies with my dad has had a lot of cool perks. I mean, I obviously have all of these awesome muscles now and, like, everyone treats me like I'm an adult. And I get to use his credit cards when we go out to the store, and my signature even looks like his now. And I sound like him on the phone, and I get to drive his car, and I get to stay up however late I want and watch TV.
But one thing that really sucks is that I feel really sleepy in the mornings. I mean, I watch my dad in my body, like, jump out of bed every morning and he always wants me to wake up and take him to the park and play with him and stuff. And he goes straight to the cupboard and pours himself a bowl of Lucky Charms and runs up to his room and he's ready to go -- and I haven't even had time to sit down with my coffee and read the morning paper yet. What I wouldn't do to have his energy...