This is me and Cameron showing Daddy his tattoo, and me below sitting in front of the computer, talking to Daniel on the Skype thing I've blogged about before. You have to sit really still in order for the picture not to be jumbled up, but once you get comfortable , it's not so bad. The kids can't begin to be seen as they can't be still for a second! Daniel's off to Rio today, for a 9 or so hour flight there, and a 60 something hour layover, then 9 back. Kinda hard to feel sorry for him laying over in Rio for 3 days, huh? Don't feel sorry for me, laboring over th
e house and kids, shuttling a mini van loaded with back-packs, papers to grade, and whiny kids after a 5 a.m. wake up. Actually, I joke about it, but I do love getting up early! I love it being dark when I hit the off button on the alarm, evidence that I haven't missed a beat of the daylight! I love getting in the shower groggy, then going through a dark and quiet house to the kitchen where my coffee awaits me. I love the lamp in my kitchen, the warm light that comes from the glow of the bulb and mixes with the yellow walls behind it. It's like my own little sunrise. I'm okay with the fogginess of my head, the minutes that go by unproductive until the caffeine kicks in. And I love it when the pitter patter of little feet turns my head and I see the sweet morning face of one of my kids. Or better than that, beating them to the wake up call and kissing their faces awake. I love mornings, and for a while, I had missed that whole 2 hours I've just described. I am now grateful for a purpose, a reason that gets me up that early. Yeah, it's hard not to hit the snooze. But that's a path I don't dare take myself down! Thanks to the long weekend, I'm rejuvenated and ready to finish the week! Plus, this begins the countdown to our beach trip!
e house and kids, shuttling a mini van loaded with back-packs, papers to grade, and whiny kids after a 5 a.m. wake up. Actually, I joke about it, but I do love getting up early! I love it being dark when I hit the off button on the alarm, evidence that I haven't missed a beat of the daylight! I love getting in the shower groggy, then going through a dark and quiet house to the kitchen where my coffee awaits me. I love the lamp in my kitchen, the warm light that comes from the glow of the bulb and mixes with the yellow walls behind it. It's like my own little sunrise. I'm okay with the fogginess of my head, the minutes that go by unproductive until the caffeine kicks in. And I love it when the pitter patter of little feet turns my head and I see the sweet morning face of one of my kids. Or better than that, beating them to the wake up call and kissing their faces awake. I love mornings, and for a while, I had missed that whole 2 hours I've just described. I am now grateful for a purpose, a reason that gets me up that early. Yeah, it's hard not to hit the snooze. But that's a path I don't dare take myself down! Thanks to the long weekend, I'm rejuvenated and ready to finish the week! Plus, this begins the countdown to our beach trip! 
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