This is one of those mornings where I am just SO happy to have given up drinking. I mean, it's always the right decision for me, but this morning it's PARTICULARLY great. I'm on about five hours sleep, since Carter needed to go out at 5am and I didn't go to bed until after midnight. Clarity rocks. Usually.
(Pause to get "jam or jelly or any of that type of thing" for my oldest.)
My oldest is on FIRE. He's in constant motion, jumping back and forth as he talks, spilling my coffee, arguing with his sister, being joyous and, being well, fully eight years old.
My daughter made a paper house, and is coloring it with multiple rainbows. She came into my room this morning at 6am. She asked me why I was sleeping on Maggie's side of the bed. I said "because I miss your Mom." She liked this answer a lot. She came into bed with me for a few minutes, and I scratched her head and gloried in the highlights in her hair.
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