I have a hard time waking up. I hit the snooze at least once or twice, and I don't really function at work until I've had at least one cup of coffee.
Apparently this is hereditary.
Lindsey usually wakes up first - no alarm needed. She is usually smiling and ready to get out of bed and eat some breakfast.
|NOTE: Photo may have been re-created, thus the illusion of smiling while sleeping.|
And then there is Marissa.
|Photo of actual sleeping child.|
|"Go away, Mommy!"|
She is grumpy. She does not get out of bed until cajoled. Her first word isn't actually a word, it's a grunt. Her second word is a louder grunt, and her third sound is a three-word sentence: "Go away Mommy!"
She has to eat breakfast at school because she spends half an hour lying in bed and runs out of time to eat at home. There is a last minute rush for her school bag, boots, ponytails and the like.
Wait a minute...I eat breakfast at work because I don't have time at home. Wayne will tell you that often my first words aren't words, and my second words aren't understandable. And I usually leave the house 5 minutes after I thought I would due to last minute searches for papers, dress shoes or outer gear.
I guess I know which girl takes after me. I already feel sorry for future college roommates.