I was just thinking the other day of how thankful I am that one of my boys is a morning person. Sounds crazy, right? No, I am not a morning person myself. But the fact that my 4-year-old starts the day with a smile and lots of energy actually makes my mornings a little easier. It puts a smile on my face when he walks, or sometimes runs, into the kitchen (dragging his blanket) and tries to see what I'm fixing or pulls me over to sit on the sofa with him. I love hearing his cheerful voice in the mornings, even if I can't recognize any words in the babble.
No, I don't like waking at 6 in the morning and forcing myself out of bed to fix breakfast and make lunches. But having someone in the house who greets the day with joy certainly sweetens my own day.
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