I rolled out of bed this morning cursing the infant teething process and wishing that we could have another time change so I could gain another hour of sleep. After I stretched and got my bearings, I went to wake Amelia up for school. It’s becoming increasingly difficult to wake her up in the morning, so when I walked into her room, I was on a mission. I stepped up onto the bottom rung of the ladder to her loft bed and started saying her name. I shook her shoulder and was thinking about finding a song on my phone to play her when she popped up into a sitting position.
Me: (slightly annoyed) “You need to get up”
Amelia: (looking at me) “Why?”
Me: “You need to get ready for school”
Amelia: “No I don’t”
**It’s at this point that I remember that today is election day… and there’s no school on election day.**
Me: “…oh shit” (stepping down from the ladder and walking toward her door) “see you in half an hour”
Amelia: “Well, I’m awake NOW.”
And then my 6 year old daughter spent the next 30 minutes sitting in my bed watching TV and periodically looking over at me trying to sleep and chuckling.
I also managed to spill my coffee on a jumbo pack of toilet paper left in the middle of the kitchen and get a monster paper cut while reaching into my purse for my sunglasses.