Today I am grateful for how this morning started. I woke up exhausted and had a tough time getting through my shower with any sort of speed, but when I got downstairs something magical happened: I actually got stuff done. I put away a bunch of the kids' toys in effort to curb the crazy messes they've been making lately, I cleaned off most of the island, I got rid of toys that needed to be gotten rid of (Wendy's kid's meal toys, anyone?).
And not only was it wonderful because I was being productive, but because I had been productive (and had still managed to check my e-mail and scan facebook for any earth-shattering updates) I was able to feel ready and glad to see Mollie when she woke up. (Baylor, too, but he woke up after her, and that second wake-up is typically less jarring for me.)
Here's hoping I can hold onto that feeling and start to make my mornings better!
Have a wonderful night!