Sam was woken at 5.45 by George’s meows… normally we would leave him to yell it out, but he heard Wes going downstairs, and that’s (quite reasonably) ball game for sleep for Sam, so I took him into our bed. Then ensued 40 minutes of me trying to sleep, while Sam told me everything on his mind: “Mummy has hair…. Oh, Mummy hair nice…. Nice Mummy….” [rubs hair] “Georgus crying… Georgus cry…”
“No Sam, George was meowing…”
“Meow? Meow!” [cue several minutes mewing like a cat. “Thomas! Thomas got stuck on the bridge…. Bridge shake, shake… Percy came, Oh Percy…. OH PERCY” and so on, plus of course, several requests for milk.
But it was nice, he did snuggle well, and I enjoyed having him close. Then up, and dressed at the speed of light, and out into the pre-packed car:
Ugh, the totally over packed car:
Then off to school, except I am about 2 hours earlier than usual which means:
TRAFFIC. School traffic. UGH. But after 30 mins we get to the Y and Sam is:
Well, it is alright for some, eh? Luckily he wakes up quickly and is excited to get his backpack on:
We enter daycare, and I tell Sam he has to go to his classroom. He barrels off, ahead of me and the Director (how does he know where to go??):
Finds the classroom, and immediately joins in circle time. He sits down, sees what the other kiddos are doing and copies them, building quite a fine lego tower:
Since things are going so well, I hastily depart and make my way to the office and enjoy a new treat:
Our teeny tiny car instead of our big huge truck, in the teeny tiny work garage. No more 20 million point turns! Woo hoo! I make my way to my desk. It is 8 am, I haven’t usually left the house by now… I’m not impressed:
But hey, I make myself a big breakfast (OK reheat my premade breakfast) of my old standby: pumpkin oatmeal:
I am sure the novelty will wear off, but it was not a bad start! Long may it continue.