I am certainly not a morning person, never have been. My mum is and used to drive me nuts up and about cleaning at stupid o’clock, especially when I was a teenager. My dad was like me and enjoyed a long lie. My oldest boy Lucas, doesn’t seem to grasp the long lie and no matter when he goes to bed is up, bang on 7am. It’s incredible. I have never had to set an alarm since he’s been born. Tyler likes a long lie now and again, but never past the back of 8 which lets face it with kids, it ain’t half bad. Aria likes her sleep and usually sleeps longer than the rest of us.
I’m not a total grump in the morning, but I’m no happy bunny either. Give me an hour or so and I’m back in the land of the living. My mornings are usually spent rushing around, asking Lucas to stop kicking a football and get ready for school. Asking Tyler to finish his breakfast and clean his face and feeding Aria and getting her ready.
On my days off I will be going the school run which is where I am in this picture. I love doing the school run.