Good Morning!

Yeah, right. Not so much really... Even with Momma's muffins...

Nobody here is particularly great in the morning, but somehow we do it, day in and day out. 6:00 am for me on weekdays, 6:30m for everybody else, ladies and gents, as we have to leave at 7:15.

I enjoy waking up Little Man, as he is very snuggly in the morning. Says the darnest things, too. Dreams, half-baked thoughts, fits over wonderfully irrelevant stuff.

At some point when I was a kid I remember making my own breakfast and lunch and waking my mom only when it was time to leave so she can close the door behind me. I must have been much older than Little Man, because I was slicing the good ole' Polish bread ("razowy", or a whole wheat sourdough) by myself. While I'll be thrilled when he is more independent, I imagine I'll keep waking up with him anyway just to listen to his crazy half-dreamy stories. :-)