Gracie is a morning child. She is always the first to wake up and because she is loath to be awake alone, she generally wakes someone else up to keep her company. About 60% of the time, that lucky person is me. She'll wake up 30 minutes or an hour before I really want to be awake and crawl into bed with me. She'll start a conversation about how she wants to go see her cousin, Bianca, or how she is going to be the pink Power Ranger for Halloween. Sometimes, she whispers questions to me or asks me about things that have peaked her interest. Other times, it's "Mommy, will you come to the bathroom with me?" or "Mommy, I'm hungry. Can we go get our breakfast and watch Dora?"
Lukie, on the other hand, is not a morning person. If Gracie is absent from the room, he will sleep for an hour, sometimes two hours more. One time, Gracie and I decamped to the living room and I closed his bedroom door on the way. My boy slept until 11:14 a.m. Clearly, he needed sleep.
The 40% of the time I am not the person Gracie wakes up, it is Lucas who gets the friend in his bed. She'll climb up his ladder to the top bunk, cuddle next to him and start her conversation. I can never hear what they are saying, but it definitely wakes me up. The murmur of voices and eventually the sounds of Legos and cars being played with will being me to consciousness. I often try to pretend I don't hear it, but it does not last long.
Gracie and Lukie look forward to the weekends. The weekends are Ssssss days. Days that start with "S" are days we get to Sssssleep in. We used to only make it until about 5:30 a.m., but nowadays, we often make it until 7 a.m. before I have children crawling into my bed. School days are a little more challenging. Kindergarten is wearing Gracie and Lukie out. I mean, fall-asleep-as-soon as-your-head-hits-the-pillow worn out. Monday morning, I wake up early to take a shower and then I wake them up to get ready to go. Monday and Tuesdays, they are usually awake quickly and we can get moving. Around Wednesday, it takes a couple of tries to get Lukie out of bed. By Thursday, he starts to cry because he is so tired. By Friday, I have to go back multiple times and employ Gracie to help Lukie find his slippers.
It kills me to have to get them up this way. I wish that I did not have to drive so far for work, maybe then, they could get a few more minutes of sleep.
Tonight, Gracie has decided that we are having a slumber party. She's chosen the living room for our sleepover. I'm predicting that they will make it until 9 p.m. before they ask me if they can sleep in their beds. Then again, how awesome would it be for us to make the memory of sleeping together out there?