Sam and I have a lot of routines. One we have is the steps we take to fully wake up in the morning. It takes Sam about 10 minutes to wake me up enough to get me out of bed.
This morning was exactly the same. Sam came in my room, carrying Softie, babbling excitedly. He picked up my hand and held it against his face. He patted my arm. He handed me my glasses from the nightstand. He walked over to the fan and turned it off. He gave me my sweatshirt.
This little routine was just like clockwork, but I was struggling to wake up. As the last piece of getting me out of bed, Sam unplugged my phone from the charger and handed it to me. I looked at it and saw the time - 2:45!
The right thing at the wrong time. Sam wasn't too happy, but I insisted we go back to sleep!
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2 comments:
Ha! Bet you loved that!
I wish Beckett would be as cute about getting up at that time!
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