I have this wonderful dream where I wake up before the kids, grab a book, a cup of coffee and read in peace under our back awning… just me, the birds and a squirrel or two. However, somewhere between rolling out of bed and getting that first cup of coffee one or all three of my kids hear me. No matter how ninja I think I’m being the tracking system they have is amazing.
Today I decided to not let the kids discourage me and went outside anyway. Book in one hand, coffee cup in the other and little Blondie following close behind yelling at the birds to be quiet so she could eat. (True story.)
After Mercy finished shooing all the birds away, just a few feet from her brother’s window, ensuring that he’d wake up. She also opened the back door and yelled for daddy to join us.