Day 2,483

The “Awake” Order

Every morning, this is the face I *get* to wake up to. She’s always, always, always the first one awake, and never ever fails to come into our bedroom to ask a question or give a statement. Yesterday, she leapt into the bedroom while everyone else slept, and whispered, “Mom, Mom! I made Molly a LEGO phone! Can I watch a show?” 

Whispering, “Wow, Amelia! That was so thoughtful - she’ll love her new phone! Good morning! And no, you may not have a show. Go read quietly or continue building LEGOs quietly until everyone else wakes up. I love you too. Now beat it.”

He’s usually the second one up - often roused by his little sister who craves a LEGO building partner. 

But he’s the first one with a loose tooth!

And she’s nearly always the last one up, with the craziest hair, and the one with the best jokes. 

“Mama! Bucket Head!”



And that tiny cutest little babe? Well, she’s always mostly just sleeping - except when she’s not - so she doesn’t quite count yet.