If I eat a whole cookie does it qualify as Whole30?😏
-Jer
Saturday, June 3, 2017
Feeling sheepish...
We are not morning people. Never have been, likely never will be. Five days a week we muscle through a 6:20 am alarm clock and get 10 kids ready for school. But on Saturdays and Sundays we like to sleep in. I truly have wished over the years that I could get myself into a better routine and help our kids learn the value of early to bed, early to rise. But so far, this has not been the case😜😁😂.
So when the doorbell (which chimes through our entire house) rang at 8:29am this morning (of course waking Christi and me from a deep sleep), we weren't too happy about it. I know some people are up much earlier than that on a Saturday, but not us. I grumpily pulled on a t-shirt and stumbled out to answer the front door. Everyone else had been sound asleep too. (Give us some leeway here...last night I took seven of the kids to dream night at the zoo and our little ones got to bed pretty late!) Sophi was also groggily making her way to the door. I was thinking, "this had better be pretty important!" So I wasn't too happy to see Sophi's two best friends standing on the porch asking if she could play.
I really tried to be nice about it. I told them that they couldn't come and ask to play so early in the morning. Sophi would be able to hang out later. I even complimented one girl's cute cowgirl boots and the other's cute earrings, so they wouldn't feel bad. After shutting the door, I helped Sophi get some breakfast and then plopped back down in bed. I told Christi who it was and she chuckled. I said, "I know 8:30 isn't super early, but it seems like you should wait until later than that on a Saturday to ring someone's doorbell." "It's not 8:30," Christi replied. "It's 9:30!" "WHAT!" Apparently with my sleep filled eyes, I had misread the clock by an hour when I woke up.
So yeah. Our entire household was still sleeping at 9:30 this morning. I told two darling little girls that they had done something wrong by waking us all up at that crazy hour. And now I feel like a complete idiot. Not the first time!
-Jeremy
So when the doorbell (which chimes through our entire house) rang at 8:29am this morning (of course waking Christi and me from a deep sleep), we weren't too happy about it. I know some people are up much earlier than that on a Saturday, but not us. I grumpily pulled on a t-shirt and stumbled out to answer the front door. Everyone else had been sound asleep too. (Give us some leeway here...last night I took seven of the kids to dream night at the zoo and our little ones got to bed pretty late!) Sophi was also groggily making her way to the door. I was thinking, "this had better be pretty important!" So I wasn't too happy to see Sophi's two best friends standing on the porch asking if she could play.
I really tried to be nice about it. I told them that they couldn't come and ask to play so early in the morning. Sophi would be able to hang out later. I even complimented one girl's cute cowgirl boots and the other's cute earrings, so they wouldn't feel bad. After shutting the door, I helped Sophi get some breakfast and then plopped back down in bed. I told Christi who it was and she chuckled. I said, "I know 8:30 isn't super early, but it seems like you should wait until later than that on a Saturday to ring someone's doorbell." "It's not 8:30," Christi replied. "It's 9:30!" "WHAT!" Apparently with my sleep filled eyes, I had misread the clock by an hour when I woke up.
So yeah. Our entire household was still sleeping at 9:30 this morning. I told two darling little girls that they had done something wrong by waking us all up at that crazy hour. And now I feel like a complete idiot. Not the first time!
-Jeremy
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