every morning littlest comes into our room to nurse before the day begins. because i'm a night owl, i like to doze, so we turn on PBS for him to get his daily tv dose. (yes, i know, i will stunt his brain allowing him to watch tv - i DO have my weaknesses...) pretty soon early bird #2 joins us (e-baby, next big brother in line) and thank goodness, because he keeps Blue from heading off the bed.
finally, but perhaps most valuable, is the appearance of the princess, who faithfully carts them both off, changes the morning diaper, and feeds littlest - giving me a priceless extra half hour to get moving.
i am the most spoiled mom on the planet; i know this full well.
i hold my morning visits as among the most priceless moments of my days.
on another note (because i've been inspired by fellow bloggers four sweet sisters and the nester), i thought i'd share this:
i've used delays in our "spa" construction as an excuse to forsake our master bedroom lately. the other night i sweet-talked my studly man into helping me move some major furniture pieces and return our room to its "haven" status. ahhhh... romance and relaxation.