good morning

Yesterday morning was one of those rare mornings where I wake up and the house is still quiet. It's cool and calm with gentle morning light streaming in through the bedroom windows. Unsurprisingly, there is a pretty little Ladybug cuddled up on the other side of daddy who sleeps between us. I snuggled in closer so I could rest my head on his shoulder and reach across to put my hand on Ladybug's chest and feel the soft rise and fall of her breathing. I also love to touch her cheek and marvel at how incredibly soft and smooth her skin is. When daddy starts to wake up we cuddle, talk quietly and share a quick kiss. Suddenly, a little hand reaches out and takes ahold of daddy's chin and turns his face away from me, bringing him back to her. She hasn't made a sound so I wasn't even sure if she was awake yet. So teasingly I put my hand on his chin and gentle turn him back to me again. Almost immediately, the quiet little hand returned to steal him again. Finally laughing, I reach over to tickle her and we play for a few minutes. She especially likes to pretend she's a cat in the morning. She climbs across both of us, meowing and purring and shoving and burrowing her face into my neck. But playtime only lasts for a few minutes before she asks, "watch movie?" and then without waiting for a reply she responds "okay!" (as if it was my suggestion) "I get memote." (remote) She gives me the remote but before I can turn it on, she asks "eat bekfast?...okay!" and climbs out of the bed, "come on daddy, come on!" Taking his hand, she pulls and drags until she gets him out of bed and into the kitchen where she will climb onto the counter to pick out her cereal, sit at the table to eat and inevitably spill it before even halfway finished. Meanwhile, I'm probably still comatose (I don't wake up as easily or as alert as she does) and will lounge in bed in my zombie like state for as long as I can.