Do you ever have one of those days when you’ve accomplished so much that you check to see what time it is because you’re sure it must be 4:00 by now, only to find out it is only 1:30? I had one of those days today. It was wonderful.
My big boy is now two and a half and has recently developed an early morning wake up habit. Each morning I wake up to whispers of a two year old standing in the doorway or our room, somewhere between 5:00am and 6:00am. His sweet morning smiles are truly irresistable. We are trying to figure out what the best routine is for this new adjustment. He has blackout blinds in his room but he can see the early morning light shine through the edges so why wouldn’t he get out of bed the first time he wakes up? I have placed a chair outside his door for him to turn on his light and play in his room, prior to mommy getting up each morning. The chair has to wait outside his door or he’d never go to bed at night. This morning he had moved a kitchen chair up to the counter and had taken a half a loaf of raisin bed for his breakfast.
The best part about getting up early is that it gives you more time to get things done. Today, I mowed and watered the lawn, spent plenty of time weeding, picked up a new rain barrel, took the bottles to the bottle depot, washed the kitchen floor, washed mirrors, windows, filled the tires on both strollers, cleaned / vacuumed the car, vacuumed the house, dusted the living room, oh yes, caring for my two little boys. I was most productive during nap time. If only everyday felt this good.