It's fascinating to see that Bubu, being the oldest, has established a lot of what we do in this family. It started out, when it was just Bubu, me giving him a sippy cup of warm milk tea and putting on Elmo. To distract him from wanting to nurse in the morning, when I was trying to wean him. Now it is a regular morning routine for all of them, except somewhere in there we switched to ovaltine, cause it was easier, and there's no going back now. Chugging his cocoa...he needs his cocoa in the morning just like his mom needs her coffee. We are both pretty nasty with out it!
Look at the silly happy grin on baby's face, he already finished his drink, and is just so happy to sit with his bro on the couch and watch a movie.
Then there is my morning snuggle bug, who is the sweetest thing, as long as I am stationary and he is in my lap for an undisclosed amount of time, totally predetermined by him, and changeable at any moment.
So I am painfully aware that I look horrid in the morning (or when ever), never get enough sleep, and my hair looks retched because I am try to grow it back out again... but I did get a smile out of Atty, which is rare this early in the morning.
***I love mornings with the boys, at least the ones that don't involve screaming and crying. Most mornings are peaceful snuggle times, relaxed for a moment. It is a rare moment in context to the rest of the day...trust me.***