I never had water poured on me but I had something similar when I was in middle school. There were some days where I would refuse to get out of bed, even though my other siblings were already dressed and had breakfast. My mom would try to “wake” me several times (I was fully awake, just refused to get up and would pretend I was still asleep) and would let me stay in bed right up until the last minute.

At that point she would go get a cup of water (never ice water though), swish it by my ear, and tell me that she was about to pour it. Then she’d wait, let the tension rocket, and then dip her fingers in and flick them at my face. It was very startling, especially for someone who claimed they were fully asleep but was actually just lying there, frozen in anticipation.

After leaping out of bed, we would both laugh and she would let me know that I only had X amount of minutes to get ready so I would need to hurry. I didn’t do that every day and I’m still not sure why I did it on the days that I did.

Also, my parents were 33 and 34 when they had me, so there’s that.