Last night our entire house was silent by 9:30 PM minus a few heavy breathers and some sleepy sighs from the crib. I was so glad to be going to bed early because I knew I would be waking up around 6:00 AM with my early riser. Sure enough, very early this morning, I found him trying to escape from his crib.
After a bottle and a snuggle on the couch he got restless and was ready to play and begin his day. Me and early mornings don't get along so well and it's a trial for me to be cheery that early. This week has been especially hard, and each night I pray to wake up with the same "Seize the Day" attitude that my children seem to have. Each morning I count my blessings as my children wake up healthy and happy.
This morning I made up a batch of my Mum's pancakes and we enjoyed them on the last three clean plates (looks like I'll be busy doing dishes today). I packed some left-over pizza for Mr. Stannix's lunch and then he ran out the door to catch his bus. After lowering Hyrum's crib another notch, we all got dressed, made beds and said morning prayers in the warmth of the sunlight pouring in through the balcony window
The children played with each other and watched the big machines digging across the alley. Soon Hyrum was rubbing his eyes and ready for his nap. I set Camilla up with some finger paints to keep her busy while I went upstairs. She loved it! It's been a while.
I came back downstairs to discover she had painted more than just the paper...
I am so grateful for the "Seize the Day" attitude that my children wake up with every day. What great little examples they are. Their smiles and hugs definitely make waking up early each morning worth it. I feel so blessed!



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