It may come as a shock to some of you, but I am not a morning person. I need at least one cup of coffee before I can even begin to form a sentence. Motherhood added a new element to this problem. I quickly learned to adjust to the middle of the night feedings and diaper changes but it was my hope that all of the "needs" in the middle of the night would soon cease and desist.
Curly has done a great job with this. It is very seldom that she ever calls out in the middle of the night. When she does call out, it is usually before Other Guy and I have turned in for the night so it's not so bad.
Moe on the other hand, still has trouble with the complete definition of "Don't call out unless you are hurt or sick." Sometimes the reasons are completely justifiable, at least in a 2 year old's mind anyway. I mean come on, Simba the lion does need covers and there may come a time when I need to know that bats are shy and gentle. The truth is I sometimes forget that I have two children, so I need to be reminded that Moe has a sister and what her name is and that goes for our dogs too! Bless her heart, she's just trying to be helpful!
There have been two mornings recently when Moe has called out before 6am because she wanted to sing a song she learned at preschool and after you watch it, you too will be reminded to be thankful for your blessings, even at 5:45am. In this one, she simply wanted to remind me that our God is so big!
In this one, she wanted to tell me the story of a fuzzy caterpillar...
Before I sign out, Curly was not to be outdone in this performance so here's a story about a little man named Zacchaeus...
Peace Out!