I have my routine - take my medication, drink a bunch of water, let the dog out, feed the dog, get on the computer. Enjoy the silence. (you're welcome for the earworm).
Lately, a certain someone has been ruining my peace:
|Dewey - official sunrise gazer, disturber of the peace|
When we flew out of Utah, our flight was at 6 am, so we left our house at 4:30 am. Our first leg was to SFO, and Dewey and I shared a row. We watched the sun come up as we were flying away from it.
The first morning in Kauai, Dewey came out to hang out with me while I was enjoying the quiet. He sat next to me on the beach, and then he sat on my lap on a beach chair and we cuddled while the sun rose:
|Kapaa, Kauai Sunrise|
It became a tradition for us to go out together each morning and watch the sunrise together. He would even come in and wake me up saying, "Mom! Is it time for the sunrise yet?"
While I love my little boy and I know that these moments will leave me, he's ruining mornings for me! It's all my fault for introducing him to the marvelous beauty that is the sunrise.