Calvin's morning has become quite a ritual. He is always the first one to wake up, and wakes me up by yelling from his bathroom "Dooooone!" because he has gone poop and needs help wiping. He's always been a morning-goer, since he was a baby. I'd always find a dirty surprise in his morning diaper. At least he's predictable about one thing!
What prompted me to blog about this was the fact that every single morning has started THE SAME since last week. About 7 am, I hear him yelling, I stumble out of bed, throw on my bathrobe, and go help him. I wish I was a morning person...mornings might be easier for me.
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