i remember many times in my life when i wouldn't even be awake yet on a saturday morning.
my how things change.
630 this morning, we heard john talking to himself in his bed. the talking bloomed into crying, so daddy went to check on him to let mommy sleep a little more. (best. husband. ever.)
but no such luck - mommy was awake. so she blearily stumbled into john room where she finds this:
my how things change.
630 this morning, we heard john talking to himself in his bed. the talking bloomed into crying, so daddy went to check on him to let mommy sleep a little more. (best. husband. ever.)
but no such luck - mommy was awake. so she blearily stumbled into john room where she finds this:
the aftermath of hurricane john |
john was thrilled to be busily playing with daddy:
mommy was less thrilled to be awake:
yaaaaay. |
but ultimately here it is 1030 am and the dishes are done, we're on laundry load number three, daddy's already been to the gym, we have all eaten breakfast, we found john's costume for the mardi gras parade this afternoon, we're working on the meal plan/grocery list for next week and john's down for a nap.
all before we ever would have woken up not so many years ago. not bad for a morning's work - i guess there are some benefits to our little human alarm clock waking up so early!
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