Everett was up at 5:30 AM this morning. I think it may have even been dark outside still. He seems to think that since he wakes up when he rolls onto his tummy that we should *all* be up, too.
Question: What do parents do when their baby insists on playing that early?
Answer: Bag all over-achieving endeavors to make breakfast in bed. Go to Starbucks, revel in the chocolate and pumpkin loaf and push the previously mentioned bundle of energy in the stroller.
The drawback to all of this: He gets to nap twice today. I get none.
Yawn . . .
