mornings.

For years I've dreamed of being able to define myself as an early riser. A long time ago I read in one tiny chapter of a clever little book (called Don't Sweat The Small Stuff) the elemental idea, 'Become an Early Riser'.
When my children were little, there was really no other option. They were, like many other small people, excited to be up and going and doing at each day's earliest opportunity. They had, as is common with the very young, absolutely no compunction about waking their parents well before the crack of dawn. And why not? We had only been up a few times in the night with them.   ;)
When they went to junior high and high school this fall, I got 'refills'! I have four cute little one- and three-year old children who come to my dayhome on weekdays now! I love it, and rather than trying to motivate myself to hop up and hustle for a long school day alone, I now find pleasure in my 6 o'clock rise & shine time. warm water and bright lights are my bright & early friends these days. (And concealer!)
Thank Heaven for little people, with whom I cannot be other than cheerful and energetic!

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