Sometime between the hours of 1 and 5 am, Ladybug magically appears in in our bed, happily cuddled between daddy and me. I have no idea how it happens. And about half the time, Butterfly makes an appearance too. The cuddling can be wonderful. I love snuggling my tiny girls, listening to their gentle breathing and feeling their silky soft skin.
The bad part comes when they decide to be awake. Butterfly wakes up a little more like I do, wanting to stretch and roll over and snuggle and stretch again before forcing myself into coherency. But Ladybug pops up, instantly awake, perky and cheerful and ready for breakfast. With her encouragement, Butterfly also perks up and chimes in, "bekfest?" Meanwhile I'm still trying to decide which way is up before I risk a sitting position.
So the girls run to the kitchen while I stumble along. They climb onto the counter to pick their cereal (I only cook a hot breakfast on the weekend when daddy can enjoy it too) while I gather other stuff. The best mornings are when daddy can eat with us before work but knowing it will double his "get ready for work" time, he usually slips out before. If he's gone before they wake, the girls are upset and have to check the whole house before believing he really is gone. I've even caught them sneaking out to the garage trying to follow him. But most mornings, we are awake before he leaves and we get to say "bye dad, love you! Work hard, bring bacon!" I started it as a joke but now the girls say it on their own. Even lil Ladybug chimes in "Bing bake!"
And that really is the best part of my morning. She's so dang cute. We eat, we play and it will be a good day.
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