Thursday, April 17, 2008
Wake Up Call
Usually, James Micheal comes into my room at 7:15 exactly every morning to wake up. Well, today, I woke up to the sound of snoring. I look over on my husbands side of the bed which should be empty, and I see a small head, resembling my husbands, laying on his pillow. At first, I thought James's head shrunk, because I was still groggy. Then, I realize it is my son! He must have come in, who knows when, and crawled under the covers. He did let me sleep until 8:30 though, which was nice. And he is still asleep in my bed. Can you believe it?
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I'm so jealous! I was hoping Jack would have let me sleep in this morning!
I love mornings like that! When I grew up, my mom was always the first one up, and she'd be getting breakfast ready. She'd be dressed and everything else. I don't know how she did it. I get up when my kid gets up. I'll probably be the mom that drops McKay off at school in mis-matched pajamas, having not even brushed my hair! I can see it now!
I'm just glad you got to sleep in a little. You don't realize how much you love sleep until you have kids! :)
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