Monday, July 13, 2009


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I'm NOT a morning person. I hate being up before 9:00 am and during the week I'm like a walking zombie at work before that time.

On weekends when normal people sleep in and relax the morning away, I'm usually still forced to get up at 7:00 am. Hubby and kiddo ARE morning people. Neither of them can stand to be in bed if the sun has begun to peek through the break in the curtains through the window.

First I'll hear kiddo moving around in his room. Sometimes he'll start to play with his toys in bed or read his book aloud to himself, but most of the time he'll jump up and I'll hear his door opening. He'll practically run to the bathroom because his six year old bladder can't hold on for a minute longer. At this point, I could still get back to sleep if kiddo were to go back to bed, but hubby starts shifting beside me, throwing an arm around me and coming in closer--almost like he wants to get his cuddle in before we are descended upon.

After finishing up in the bathroom, kiddo will come to our door and peek in. My eyes are closed, but I know he's wondering how "asleep" we are before he jumps on the bed and crawls between us. He gets in on the cuddling for a while before the chatter starts. Lots and lots of chatter. So much chatter, my poor zombie-ish brain can't handle it. And then hubby starts to talk. I love his low, rumbly voice but I do NOT care about breakfast. It's 7:00 am. I want to DREAM about breakfast!

Usually they'll both leave me in bed at that point, but I'm not allowed to go back to sleep. Within five minutes I get called down to join them for breakfast, an invitation that I just can't turn down :)

BUT yesterday was quite a different story. Yesterday I got to sleep in. A rare gift from my husband and son that I cherish. Hubby got up at 5:30 am (crazy!) and crept out of the house to go fishing, and when kiddo got up at 7:00 am he climbed up beside me for his morning hug and then said that I should go back to sleep, he was goign to pour his own cereal and watch cartoons.


I love my family

What is the sweetest thing someone has done for you lately?

By they way, I have an interesting interview up at Jody Wallace's blog--or at least, my kitty does. Check it out! :)


Shelley Munro said...

I'm spoilt because hubby is always doing nice things. Luckily we're both morning people, and he often brings me a cup of tea in bed.

etirv said...

Hi JK!
Hubby spoils me, too -- cooks for me and drives me around!