Hug Twice

I hate morning.

I am not by any means of the imagination a morning person, and CJ takes after me in this respect. When I get him up for school, no matter how early he went to bed the night before, he is groggy and unhappy. He is excited about going to school, but he also just wants to go back to sleep. I cajole, I prod, I get him moving, and he proceeds to try and nap at the breakfast table, on the couch, and anywhere else he can find (today was the reading nook in the playroom) until the bus comes and I get him out the door.

This past week, we had two two-hour school delays due to icy weather, two days in a row. Since instead of 8:20, the bus arrives at ~10:20 when there is a two hour delay, I let CJ sleep in until he woke up (around 9:15-9:30 both days.) CJ got up in a great mood, ate his breakfast, snuggled a bit on the couch with me, and went off to school happy and content.

The first day there was a two hour delay, I was pretty cranky at how our routine was all out of whack and a little bit frustrated with the whole thing, but by the second day, I was actually looking forward to it. We all got to sleep a little later and we all seemed a little better off for it. Why is the world created for morning people? Some of us just don’t function that well too early.

I liked the two hour delay. I’m looking forward to another. Not so much looking forward to the ice that causes them though.

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