I awake? Yeah! I awake!
Then I heard him run to his door, through the hallway, and into his sisters' room, shouting:
I awake! I awake! I awake!
And then we were all awake.
(And slightly less cheerful about it.)
"My portion. My cup. My lot is secure. My heart can be at peace. My Father is in charge. How simple!" -- Elisabeth Elliot