Saturday, March 5, 2011
The Saturday Phenomenon
So what is it about school mornings that makes it practically impossible for him to get out of bed? Monday through Friday, we plead, drag, coax, (sometimes yell), or resort to other creative tactics to get him up, dressed and fed in time to catch the bus. Somehow we've managed about a 95% success rate in getting him out the door just in time.
Yet somehow, every Saturday/snow day/holiday, Soren appears by my bed at the crack of dawn fully dressed and ready for the day. This morning it was 6:45am. Sadie appeared shortly afterward and they both crawled in next to me and snuggled, giggled, and fought over who loves me best. (They really did. Turns out they both really, really love me!)
It reminds me of the poem Sick by Shel Silverstein about little Peggy Ann McKay who has every ailment you can imagine and so she can't possibly go to school...until she realizes it's Saturday and she's suddenly cured.
It's a good thing he's cute!!