(This is from back in November. Not sure why it didn't post.)

I'm not a big fan of the early morning. I'm not up singing The Day Dawn is Breaking while it's actually breaking. The boy has made sure that I got a couple of early morning laughs this week.


Monday morning I'm in the shower before work. Ben is out on a walk so I *think* I'm going to have some solitude.


James throws open the bathroom door and yells, "THERES A BUG IN MY ROOM I WET THE BED AND I NEED CEREAL!" Well good morning to you too.


This morning James walks into our room at 6:00 and starts poking me in the back while saying, "Mommy, my butt itches!"


I guess there are a lot worse things he could tell me in the morning, so I'll be grateful for what I got.