1: early riser boy, Dakota. He senses a shift in the air pressure when I cross the livingroom to my lukewarm coffee pot and "PING!" He's on the hunt for mom and a bowl cereal. He accompanied me through every single paper I wrote for my writing class this year and chattered away as I wrote rough drafts,edited, proofread EVERY paper. I consider that my "bootcamp training" for being a teacher. (I love the little guy so much I do appreciate his chatter- after breakfast)
2:wish-I-was-an-early-riser-Wyatt. Has more than once interrogated and instructed me with these words, "Mom, do you get up way early before everyone else? Well, wake me up ok? I want to have cereal and play outside!"
|I'm really wearing this as I write!|
So that explains why many of my posts happen at 2:30 AM and why my interrupted thoughts look like Morse Code...---...----..---!
How about you all, how do you sneak in your quiet time?