I woke up early because I was being pushed out of the bed by two little ones. I am not sure when one or both of them ended up with us but they did. After showering (it was quite nice by the way to shower without wondering who was getting hurt or jumping on the bed) I got the lunches made, car packed up, me dressed and started a load of laundry. I sat down at the computer and about twenty minutes later Snickerdoodle Luke is standing in the door looking at me. He says the brightest "GOOD MORNING" and then we cuddle for a long time. We then start to get him ready and he is such a sweetheart. He is being very quiet as to not wake his sister and he is asking why she is still asleep. (Maran is always the first child up). We finally have to wake her at about 8:20 am. Luke gets on the bed and gently tries to wake her up. She finally wakes and they start frolicking around like old lost friends. We got out the door a little later than I wanted but we were still on time so it was all good. I needed this "GOOD MORNING" with my son. I feel like I have been lost from him lately since my time is now divided. It was so sweet to get to talk to him about his upcoming day, the holidays that are fast approaching and the fruit roll ups that he wanted to share with his best gal Katie at school. It was such an enduring time and one that I will always remember and cherish. Oh how blessed we are to have children who love us no matter what crazy world we have been in lately.
