Tuesday, August 25, 2009

Morning Person

10 years ago

At some point toward the end of our freshman year of college, my roommate--who was, by then, a very close friend--confided to me that every single morning all year she wracked her brain trying to think of what she did or said the night before to make me so mad at her.

Well, she did row crew so I was none too pleased about the 4:30am alarm every single week day.

But, mostly, I sheepishly explained, I'm just not a morning person.

3 years ago

When Lucas was just a little guy, just a few months old, he'd wake up first thing and I'd hear him cooing next to me in his little bassinet. I'd pull him into bed and take him all in. We'd stare at each other laughing and giggling together for the next 30 minutes.

This morning

The alarm went off and I hit snooze. A few minutes later I heard a loud "yay!" followed by clapping from Lucas's room. That roused me from bed and I went in to see what all the excitement was about. There was my adorable little boy--rosy cheeks, tousled hair--smiling up at the ceiling.

"Why did you clap, Buddy?"

"Because I love you!"

And so I got into bed and snuggled with him. We played silly make believe games for the next 10 minutes. Indeed, that was a much better use of my snooze time.

I'm still not a morning person--far from it. But I certainly have had some wonderful mornings thanks to my darling son who definitely is.

Original post by Smiling Mama. Thanks for reading!


  1. I don't understand morning people at all. How funny that you have one! Maybe it skips a generation, which is probably a good thing.

  2. Aww. That is just too cute. Things like that just make me so happy.

  3. Sweet post. I also hate mornings. But it helps when a cuddly little guy eases you into it.

  4. If you ever need a break, send Lucas on over to the Thomas house for some early morning fun... our alarm goes off at 5 a.m. most days during the week!:)


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