The Morning

I woke him up this morning. He buried his head in the covers and said “the light is TOO BRIGHT”. He didn’t want it to be a school day, he said. I picked out his clothes and just laid them on the bed. It was going to be a struggle. {why couldn’t he sleep in on the WEEKENDS?!}

“Buddy, we have to get ready. I know it’s hard but you will get to see you friends at school.”

I wasn’t convincing enough. Some mornings I can’t handle it. I just leave and tell him to get ready and meet me in Ollie’s room. Today I didn’t. We talked about it and I helped him get out of his jammies. I, of course, picked the wrong shirt. “Mommy, I will pick it.” Ok. Not gonna get into that battle, so I sat in the dark in his room and watched him. I snapped this picture because it seemed to be such an overpowering image in my brain.

big boyHe wanted his Jake shirt, of course. The minute I slid it over his head he did that excited wiggle. Phew…the morning wasn’t going to be a disaster. He wanted a cereal bar, cheerios and a banana for breakfast. Sure, kid. No fights. No tantrums. Clean teeth, shoes and a puppy coat to send him off to preschool.

I needed that peaceful send off. Ya see, today I drop off those papers for kindergarten. Oof.It hit me again.

3 Comments

  1. Had the exact same morning. The boy wanted to sleep in and after being persuaded to leave his bed wanted to go back to sleep on the couch, the kitchen table and my bed. Eventually got both of us out of the house and he gave me extra hugs because “I might need them at work”. ๐Ÿ˜‰ Gosh, he is growing up fast!

  2. Too cute. Dylan pulled the covers back over himself and told me he was “tired and needed more sleep” when I tried to wake him. Like you said, why can’t they do this on weekends?? ๐Ÿ˜‰ Was thinking of you this morning as I waited in line for registration. How did we get here so fast??

Leave a Reply

(*) Required, Your email will not be published