I've been up since 4:15 this morning thanks to, in order: The Hubby, The Little Miss, The Cat Formerly Known As Fluffernutter, and The @$#! Birds Outside. I have a date with the Starbucks drive-thru just as soon as I can get myself moving.
In honor of the bright and early start to my day, I thought I would share a little glimpse into my first few minutes of consciousness on this fine Friday morning in August.
A few months ago, I taught The Little Miss to knock on Daddy's office door before just barging in. Now, whenever she wants to go through a closed door, she knocks first. This is true even if she is opening her own door. So at 4:30 this morning, as I'm trying to drift back to sleep after being awakened by The Hubby's trip to the bathroom, I am jolted back to full consciousness by BANG! BANG! BANG! Then the sound of her door opening, little feet shuffling to my bedroom door, and a tiny whispering voice announcing that she needs to hit the bathroom pronto. Off we go.
And though it was way too early in the morning, I still find it hilarious that she always knocks on her door even when she is leaving her own room.
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