I hate the morning. Everyone who knows me knows this. I hate all parts of the morning. We've been lucky that Baby sleeps a lot, too. She'll sleep, on average, 8 hours a night and often sleeps more than that. So, I can't complain when she does wake up. She's very patient with the half-awake Mommy or the rushing-to-work Mommy - whichever greets her on a given day. Still, it's no trial to get her up in the morning because this is seriously how she greets every morning. Actually, this isn't as happy as she usually gets, but it's as happy as she would show the camera this morning.
Sidenote: if anyone ever shows up in my bedroom moments after I wake up with a camera, I cannot be held responsible for my actions.
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I would LOVE to be greeted by that beautiful smile each morning. Instead I get (from under a huge blue denim duvet), "Grumble, moan, growl, (unintelligible animal sounds), grumble, complain, moan, I don't wanna go to school, sniffle, scratch, grumble, moan."
Come to think of it, maybe you and Ten would get along great! He's clearly not a morning person.
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