We keep promising ourselves we will do it. Starting tomorrow.
However, with everything that is going on in our lives right now, Mrs. LIAYF and I just can't seem to consistently get to bed before 11:00 PM. More often it's closer to midnight. If we are lucky, Lukas will sleep straight through until 7:30.
We are not generally lucky people.
So, this morning at 6:45 when it sunk into my brain that Lukas was in his crib calling "Daddy, I'm awake", my wife and I were both still in an utter state of sleepy exhaustion. Nevertheless, I gingerly pulled myself out of bed, opening the door to let the morning light shine brilliantly through from the guest bedroom window down the hall.
"You want to crawl into bed with Mommy and me?" I said to him, my voice full of gravel as my eyes fixed on a standing, mussy headed, grinning little boy. "Yeeeah!" he replied as I scooped him out of his crib and deposited him gently down between his mother and I before collapsing back into the warmth and comfort of the permanent indentation of my mattress.
After a few short-lived snuggles with mom and dad, he popped up, looked down the hall and out the window and proclaimed "Look, the sky is purple!". "It's more periwinkle" I managed to muster, then closed my eyes again. "I need to see it!" he excitedly yelled as he quickly slid himself down the side of our elevated bed and out the door.
As our son ran down the hall full of excitement, back to our room for a brief stop, then back down the hall to the window once again, Mrs. LIAYF mumbled something that I could only make out as "Don't you wish we woke up with that kind of energy?". The truth was that, yes I do wish for that kind of energy often these days, however all I could manage at the time was a barely audible grunt of affirmation.
Then, after Lukas had once again visited the guest bedroom window and stood on a old schoolhouse chair to gain a better perspective of the sunrise reflecting off the majestic snow capped Olympic mountains to the west, he once again hopped down and sprinted to back to our room.
"Come quick!" "Come, quick!" he implored. "You NEED to see the beautiful day!!"
And with that, yet another beautiful day of fatherhood helped to clear the morning cobwebs thus ensuring that I would start the week off with a smile.
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