03 April 2009

Early Mornings

I'm not a morning person, but I've been up before 7am every day since the kids were born. I don't really mind. You know why?

Picture what happened this morning:

Through a sleepy haze, I heard Zoë shout, "Come on, KoKo!" Then I heard the pitter-patter of little feet as both of them beat a path to our room and then came a chorus of "Good morning, Mommy. Good morning, Daddy" as they climbed onto our bed. Josh made it onto the bed first and claimed a spot next to me. Zoë protested because she wanted to be next to me. Josh very obligingly moved over and made room for her. Zoë then shimmied over and looked over to Josh and said, "Thank you, KoKo."

While Zoë was nursing, she had her leg over Josh's and Josh wasn't too keen about that and said, "Zoë, I don't like that. Stop. I don't like that." I moved Zoë's leg back only to see her lay an arm on Josh's chest. I was about to say something about it when Zoë said, "Love you, KoKo."

I looked over at Chris and saw that his eyes were closed, but he had a big smile on his face.

There is nothing sweeter than waking to all that in the mornings.


Lindy said...

How sweet! I love those mornings/evenings when they just do something so lovely that it stops you immediately and you are just in awe.

Joanne Choi said...

we need those sweet moments to survive the not so sweet ones! thanks for sharing that...now how to teach my kids to tell one another, "I love you."

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