I wake up and the house is quiet. My nightlight is still on, but I don’t need it anymore because the sun is looking in my window. The house is way too quiet. I need to make a little noise because I think sometimes that I might forget how if I don’t practice.
“DADDY-O DAAAADDDYY-O” I start to sing. My mommy and daddy have told me I have a beautiful voice, and they’re always trying to get me to sing for my grandparents so I expect they will be so happy to hear me this morning. I keep singing, getting louder and longer until my door squeaks open. It is the very person I was singing about! The door’s squeaking always surprises me. “Daddy, you scared me!” I say and giggle as he climbs into my big boy bed. I love to snuggle Daddy in the mornings, and I love it when the prickles on his chin make me laugh! We snuggle for one million hours, and Daddy starts to snore a little bit. I hold his face and ask, “Daddy, can you talk?” With no response, I decide to go find Mommy and brother. (Brother is usually awake after I poke him in the head a few times.) I just have to step softly on Daddy’s prickles so they don’t tickle my feet. I jump to the floor and run for the door. I am so fast! I can’t help it, I try to whisper, “quickly, quickly”, and head for Mommy’s door. I reach for the door and Daddy picks me up. I try to squirm down, but he’s really strong. He asks me if I want breakfast. “Yeah! Yeah I do want breakfast! I want cupcakes and crisps!” I say it as nicely as I have ever said anything. Daddy is silly, he thinks I am yelling at him, so I show him what yelling sounds like.
I start to eat eggs and bacon and potatoes and then I see a toy car and I go get it. Obviously I am still eating, because there is food on my plate, but Daddy tries to take my plate to the kitchen. He thinks I am yelling again, so I show him again what yelling sounds like. Then I hear my brother! He’s awake! He’s so little and fun and I love to lay on him and roll around with him and play with him! He is just my size. “Daddy, my brother is awake!” Daddy gets my brother and I am so excited when they come down the stairs. We both start laughing! I try to help my brother get down from Daddy but Daddy thinks its time for me to finish eating my breakfast. We finish our breakfast and then play on the rug. I zoom my cars and blocks past my brothers face so fast that he giggles. We are all wrestling on the mat and then I hear the stairs squeak.
I am so excited! My Mommy is coming! “I’m Mommy’s boy!” I shout. I jump into her arms and bury my hands into her beautiful long hair. I pull it and rub it on my face. I am so happy!
Daddy says something to Mommy that sounds like, “Can you believe it’s only 7:45?”