I rolled over in bed this morning to discover it was 8:33. (Well, the clock is around ten minutes fast. I never understand that - setting your clock fast to trick yourself to get up. I always know it's fast, and I compensate accordingly. Maybe Ryan forgets, and it helps him. I don't know.) Anyway, as I continued to stay in bed for another good 15 minutes, I knew it was going to be a good day. I went downstairs and ate an entire grapefruit before I heard all three of the kids waking up.
Ryan called soon after, and in a very chipper voice, I answered the phone (I knew it was him), "Good morning! It's a great day at the (our last name) house!" He was probably a little concerned, but really - a good night's sleep makes me very giddy. We accomplished a lot, and the kids didn't even watch t.v. all day. (edit: Tornado did watch an episode of "Word World" later when I was making supper.) This story is only significant if I point out one particular day last week. I was so tired because the kids woke up early (made worse because Dash has been in a bad habit lately of waking up in the middle of the night once or twice to tell us something...he's thirsty/has a mosquito bite/wants to go to the park tomorrow/whatever - it's like having to wake up to a nursing baby). I staggered down the stairs, flipped on PBS Kids, sleepily poured granola, raisins, and veggie booty on a plate and set it on the floor (like I was feeding the dog or something), then went back to bed. (I didn't fall asleep; I just had to have time to actually process...waking up.)
After breakfast, the kids used stickers, stamps, and crayons to decorate a birthday present I wrapped for cousin Winnie. Winnie, we know you are excited!
Next, we had a dance party. Here they are participating in "Teddy Bear, Teddy Bear" (turn around, touch the ground, etc.).
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Her present is so big! What is it???
Tell Dash and Sissy to get some pants on!
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