This Morning, Like Many Mornings

So far this year, Bells and I have kept to a pretty good routine of running every other morning. This means me getting up at 6:30, running 3 miles, and then Bells going out and doing the same when I'm back.

When I walk back through the door, the kids are usually up and around. So there is a bit of playing and some random questioning about why this happens or how that works. And they may join me on the kitchen counter while I have some yogurt. Sometimes they will have dressed themselves already; other times they'll be at various stages of dress/undress.

This morning was no different. Questions from the kitchen counter, while I was still in my running clothes, eating breakfast. I then carried them both upstairs- one under each arm to squeals and giggling- to go shower.

On mornings when we’re not running, the kids will wake us by crawling into bed with us around 7am. Sometimes we protest. Sometimes not.