Mother Ali

I was so tired this morning.  Ever since our trip to Arizona and the subsequent time change, we have been keeping late hours.  I couldn't get my old self out of bed and it sounded so quiet in the house, I tricked myself into believing that maybe the girls were still asleep...

Oh, they were not.

Mother Ali had a full scale breakfast in the works in the kitchen.  I walked in to a toddler who had used the restroom with the assistance of 2 big sisters and was now in fresh clothes seated at the table eating yogurt, toast with jam, toast with peanut butter and toast with cinnamon.  My coffee cup was presented  to me (empty, thank goodness) and I was instructed to fill it and make myself "at home".

"Don't worry Mom, I'm going to clean this all up."

Um, yeah!  I'm going to sleep in more often.