Thursday, March 31, 2011
My mommy friends will all tell you: we are not morning people here. My kids often sleep in, and the older one is quite happy to crawl in the big bed with me and catch a few more moments of shut-eye. And even when they do get up before me they are usually content to watch a few cartoons on OPB with a granola bar in hand. Except today. Today Aidan woke up before seven with a hot dog craving. A hot dog? At seven in the morning? Bleah. Neither the seven a.m. part nor the cold hot dog part are in any way appealing to me. Give me a nice piece of toast around nine-thirty and we'll talk. Heck, it's practically still dark at seven! Eeew!
I know... this does not bode well for when REAL school starts next year at eight-twenty a.m. E-V-E-R-Y S-I-N-G-L-E D-A-Y... frankly, I'm amazed I could even work the camera that early...