Mom and Dad can hardly wait for school to start again!

Waking up at 6:25, not my favorite thing to do. I wish I was a morning person, but the warm softness of my bed and sleeping is one of my favorite things to do. When I heard the alarm this morning, I was in the middle of a phone conversation in my dream. I was talking to a physical therapy office and arguing with some lady that a 31 year old woman shouldn't have knee problems and they should take me seriously. Weird.

I make my way to the girl's rooms, Bruce is waiting for me when I open my door. It hurts his little kitty feelings that I don't let him in at night. Sorry Bruce, I don't want to keep getting woken up by a cat that wants attention because he's bored. Oh, or that he HAS to be snuggled right up against or on my legs.

Abbey's first to hear the morning call, "Good morning Abbey, time to get up." in my singsong lovey voice. She stirs in indignation. Lindsay's next. Same result, but Lindsay manages a "Good morning Mama".

I wait for them downstairs in the usual spot, the family room chair. I know that they're going to need a little bit more persuasion to come down. One last "come on guys, get out of bed" ought to do er. Yup, here they come.

Abbey first, followed by Lindsay. Abbey is in a foul mood. Dang it. Lindsay, luckily, isn't. I'm not feeling in a cooking mood this morning, so cereal it is! Lucky we have just enough milk. Abbey needs a little bit of convincing that the way she's starting her day, really isn't the way she should, with the grumpiness and all. After a few moments of reflection, she decides I'm right, and starts climbing out of Sourville.

I'm so glad they picked out their outfits the night before. This is always the plan, but not always executed. It SO makes the difference. It will still take Lindsay 15 minutes to get dressed. It just shaves off the extra 15 minutes of her looking for an outfit. Nice.

Abbey's out the door and in a good mood. Awesome. She loves school and has been looking forward for it to start again. "Goodbye Mama, I love you, have a good day!". Maybe even as much as me.

Time to remind Lindsay to wrap up "getting dressed" aka "playing with toys" because times a waisting. She has a very sweet and free nature, sometimes it works against you when you have a time table to keep though.

Today is my day. Don't get me wrong, I love my children, and I love spending time with them. I also love to have time to myself. I don't have to go anywhere really, just run to the store to get toothpaste, milk, and a few other odds and ends. I should really go before this alleged snow starts. I plan on reading some of my book today. Cleaning the house, more than just the surface. I need to make a treat for family home evening too.

I may even get a little cat nap in there somewhere. I need to cherish the freedom of the stay at home mom lifestyle. I'm not going to have it for much longer. These days are definitely numbered. It's the sweet life, but it's got an expiration date.

So, the not so good about the girls going back to school, waking up so darn early, getting them ready in the morning, not having them around to help, and missing them while they're gone.

Now to list the good; I've got all day to do what I please, a quiet house, I get back on a better sleep schedule, don't have to listen to any arguing, and missing them while they're gone. Yes missing them is a good thing too. I eagerly await for them to come home, funny how soon I forget how eager I was to get them out the door. I get lots of loves and the report of the day.

I'm so glad that school has started again.