My morning babies get up in good moods, get ready for school with time to spare, and usually help me — a decidedly NON-morning person — get through the early hours of our days with a little more grace than I could muster on my own.
My non-morning children are less helpful before 9AM.
One morning a few weeks ago, O, my 6-year old NON-morning person, did NOT want to get up for school. He’d been awake a lot the night before for one reason or another and I knew he hadn’t gotten a good night’s rest. But it couldn’t be helped–he had to go to school.
Usually even my sleepers are up at around 7 or 7:15 for school — by that time Matt, G & Q (the morning people in the family) are up, dressed, eating, and chatting away not-very-quietly in the kitchen.
But that morning I had to wake O up at 7:45 and basically drag him out of bed.
He got dressed under threat of punishment. He complained about breakfast and only wanted things I didn’t have. He finally ate, but unwillingly and vocally unhappily. When I finally pushed him out the door to walk to school at 8:15, I had used up every last threat in my arsenal and every last ounce of my patience.
And then I walked back into the kitchen and saw this sweet little love note he left on the easel white board.
All I could do was laugh. The feelings were DEFINITELY mutual. He just expressed them better than I had.