I remember the "sleep" I got when my kids were infants. In the morning, I would add up the bits and pieces of shut-eye I had managed to capture the night before, and it would equal something like 45 minutes. Then I would cry. Then I would get out of bed and start the day.
So believe me, I'm happy that my kids are a wee bit older now. But I ask you: WHY do kids have to get up so early in the morning? Maybe it's just my kids, but come 7:00 a.m. Superman (3 yrs old) appears at my bedside shouting, "The sun's AWAKE!"
I groan, open my eyes and I see his face, right up against my face. "I want NOGGIN!" he instructs. "The sun's AWAKE!" This is especially irksome on the weekend. "Mommy & Daddy aren't up yet, bud," I tell him. "Just stay in bed a little longer."
He ignores my pleas. "The sun WOKED UP!" he shouts again, pulling at my arm. And unfortunately it is light outside. (Darn you, sun.)
So I drag myself out of bed. You just can't argue with daylight. Or a chipper three year old, for that matter.