This is one of my favorite pictures...but for some reason Blake finds it embarrassing!Blake had just turned 5, Paige was 2,and I was still firmly in my 20's :)
I am the queen of snooze on weekdays. I know that as soon as I peel my eyes open, I am officially at work so I generally allow my repeatedly blaring cell phone alarm to ease me into the day. I usually end up crawling out of bed when I hear the kids come sneaking into our bathroom to steal the shower. I have no idea what is so much more appealing about using the bathroom in our bedroom when they have one right in between their very own bedrooms.
At some point this morning, I mistakingly turned my alarm off instead of hitting snooze. When I finally woke up and looked at the clock, which read 7:20, I was hit with the dreaded realization that I hadn't heard the pitter patter of my children's feet. The house is completely silent. I scan our bed for any stowaways but it is only me and Henry.
Blake's and Paige's alarms are set for 6:45 and they are always upstairs by 7. On the very rare occasion that I have to go drag them out of bed, it is never pretty. It is bad enough that I am not a morning person, so I am very happy to have three other family members that tend to jump out of bed bright-eyed and bushy-tailed. But when they are tired in the morning, it is NO good.
So I take a deep breath and put my feet to the floor knowing that I am in for a bumpy ride this morning. I turn the corner to head downstairs and what do I spy with my little eyes...
It looks a little like a 'Good Morning to Me'!Two children so enthralled in their books,they didn't even glance up when I took the picture.
