Wednesday, June 04, 2014
When I'm working evenings, I will frequently not get home and to sleep until 2 am or later. C learned early on to not wake me up in the morning. (He threw open the shades and turned the lights on at 9 am once, telling me not to sleep the day away. He only did that one time.) The kids, however, don't know to respect my sleep yet. The other morning, Spenser came in to our bedroom and opened all the shades, letting the glorious May sun shine in. He then came over and poked me in the nose, saying, "Rise and shine, sunshine! Time to wake up!" Hard to get angry when he says such cute things.