We get up to start our regular school day by 8:00 am. We get up to take Daddy to work on special days that require a vehicle at 5:30 am. Either way, the kids need to be awakened by someone and they exit their bedrooms dragging their blankets around them—as though it were attached.
Last night was when I told them that they could get up in the morning, get their breakfast, watch TV, play with toys, and whatever else as long as they were quiet and safe. I wanted to be disturbed only in case of blood, right?
Well, this morning my husband got up, showered, dressed and watched a little TV over his breakfast. Guess what I heard during this routine? The voice of children who think they are quieter than they actually are! Five am!!! The moment my husband left the house, I heard the bedroom door open.