In the morning, when it’s me who has to wake up Chaeli for the day, I always try to wake her up with a hug.
She’s not too far off from what I’m like in the morning. I do have the discipline of waking up early but I do it my own way. If some one wakes me up, they better tread lightly?
This morning, when I sat next to her on her bed and gave a soft, singing, “Good mooooorniiiing…” she replied back with eyes closed, “Morning hug… I like my morning hugs.” And so as usual she slowly sat up and we embraced each other, giving her a chance to adjust herself to having to get up.
She then whispered, “I love you, mommy.”
I think that was better than a cup of coffee.