I'm up this morning - before 9am. A feat for me.
~Later. And that is why I try to avoid the mainstream of the morning. Not that I mind holding Little Guy and rocking him while he gets the last of the sleepy out of his eyes. Or that I mind laying on the couch with Big Guy in his little motorcycle robe over his pajamas. Or that I mind taking Little Guy to the bathroom, when he's perfectly capable of doing it on his own. It's just that it adds that much more to my day.
Any way before they were up and I was about to type - I've done a load of laundry folded, bed made, bathroom cleaned, corner of our room where all the computer cords were piling unsightly sorted, and now showered and shined. All before 10am. And they're dressed and playing outside already too.