Wake Up Calls

In the perfect world, I would get up each morning before my children awake. I'd have time to grab a shower, start my day in God's Word, visit with hubby a little before he leaves for work, and maybe even get a few chores done before the little ones get up.

Most mornings?

My alarm goes off in the morning and I hit snooze several times until either
a. Josh crawls in bed with me or
b. Sarah starts yelling through the monitor, "Mooooommmmy, I'm awake!"

But the other morning?

It was a Saturday and my mom was here, sleeping in Josh's room in his trundle bed. (Enjoying her great accommodations, I'm sure...meanwhile, my dad was at the Hyatt Regency for a conference.) Hubby was already gone to a basketball game and I woke up all on my own.

For whatever reason, when Sarah woke up she didn't call for me. Instead she sat in her bed and sang all sorts of songs. The Itsy-Bitsy Spider. The song from Sleeping Beauty. The song from Land Before Time X. The Wonderful Cross. Even another worship song she must have learned at church, because I didn't know it.

It was so very cute and such a great way to start my morning.

And while I was enjoying my concert through the monitor, my mom was snuggling in bed with Josh. She even said to me that she thought of this blog because that was such a bright spot for her.

I thought it was pretty cool that before 8:00 a.m., we both enjoyed some bright spots. And knowing that I am definitely not a morning person, this makes the bright spot all the better.

If only I could start every day that way!