Children And Joy

These children that are mine make me happy! Everyday! The happiness starts in the morning. Little man sleeps in his own room. He always wants to wake up before his daddy leaves for work. You would be amazed at how sharp those ears are. Even when you whisper, he will hear you and call out. On the days daddy is less than quiet, at 6:30 you will hear ‘Daaaaaddey! Daddy! Daaaaaaaaadey?!’ it’s a sing son summon. If Daddy doesn’t respond, it graduates to a lower ‘Mummy! Maaaaaaaaaaammy! Muuuuum! Mummy?’ says none of us responds, the guy starts telling stories in his semi intelligible 2 year old babble! By this time we are giggling and trying not to burst into laughter… it’s not 7 am yet and laughter is already rambling in the house.

Usually daddy will pick little man up from his cot on his way out. Now little man loves going with daddy so little man goes for his shoes and sits with Daddy to put them on. Meanwhile I’m just waiting for the wail of disappointment when daddy says ‘bye, I’m not going with you today,’ that wail is like an alarm for baby baby who wakes up wondering where that noise is coming from. So I pick him up and we do the morning thing. Suckle-diaper change-play- cuddle-back to sleep. On a good day this takes an hour. That’s when little man has rediscovered doggy and thus has no interests drawing him back into the house. Its only logical, doggy wants to play and which two year old doesn’t want to roll around and play at 7 in the morning?

There are the days however that once daddy is gone, Little man remembers baibeee and comes running up the stairs screaming ‘BAIBEEEEEEE’. And his brother stops whatever we were doing to his brother a look that you just have to see. I can’t describe it well enough. Baby baby looks at his brother as if asking ‘what madness is this?’ soon enough it turns to fascination as baby baby tries to join in his brother antics. See baby moves his head and expects the rest of him to move. By this time little man has turned on the radio and is dancing wildly around the room. He could also be trying to climb up the window, or jumping up and down while counting… you get the picture. All this time mummy is laughing so hard, she might be wheezing in laughter… way past the rib ache phase.

These are my mornings, I wouldn’t give them up for anything! So if you are looking for me, look for me after 10 am. My 5:30 to 9:30 are reserved for happiness J.