I'm always crazy about early morning conversations with kids. You know, when I'm not particularly coherent and am hoping that there isn't a child actually standing next to my bed talking to me so that I can simply roll over and blissfully fall back to sleep. Especially on days when I swear three garbage trucks have quite noisily rumbled by collecting the trash from every person on the street multiple times and there seems to be an entire orchestra of birds in the tree outside my window happily chirping away and possibly a duck although why there would be a duck in our front yard I do not have any earthly idea.Today it went like this:
Z: "Mom, the sun is back."
M: "How convenient of you to notice. And so early, too. Silly me, I hadn't even missed his bright and shining face yet. Perhaps that friendly sun could just go ahead and take a day off or at least have the decency not to rise until a more appropriate hour."
My part of the conversation was more along the lines of thought rather than actually voiced.
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