The Gypsy Mama is hosting Five Minute Friday.
Here are the rules:
We just write. For five minutes flat.
Today’s topic is “Waking Up”
Waking Up
I open my heavy eyes and see sweet daylight. I am stiff in this rented bed in the rented house. I am not well rested. I do not wake up in a luxurious bed anymore. But I would make this decision to live right here again and again, "to live in a hut in Africa" with my groom. One day soon, I will have a bed I call my own. Now it is not too hard to jump out of the bed.
I always look to my left, and inspect him lying there, wondering what he is dreaming. My feet hit the ground and I race to start the morning before my three little live wires.
Now we five are all awake. The house is alive again, each of us following the morning routine. This rousing of the day together each morning is precious. It is time well spent together.
Just over an hour later I am walking the eldest to school. I look at him sideways and I see chocolate streaks swiping each of his cheeks. I take my thumbs and rub those grinning cheeks.
He knows I know. He dove right into those Stadium Brownies on his way out the door. And joy fills my heart because I have rubbed those cheeks clean this morning.
STOP.
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hehe love that you mentioned a hut in africa and your heart behind making the decision to be where you are!
ReplyDeleteThanks for stopping by! Those brownies look awesome...do I see cashews and popcorn in there? Can I just say as much as I enjoyed this post I am really in love with your description of you and your family. Beautiful!
ReplyDeleteThanks for visiting my blog! I see you have three boys also. Boys are so much fun. :) I have never seen brownies like that before. They look good!
ReplyDeleteMy husband gets up early for work, so he's long gone from bed when I wake up! (I do wake up to kiss him goodbye, then flop back down.) So I don't get to wake up with my man in bed next to me, but I'd have to say that *sleeping* with my very own man in bed with me is AWESOME!
ReplyDeleteP.S. About that Kona coffee... someone brought me some coffee from Hawaii (not from Sam's Club from Hawaii!), and it was delicious! Yep -- I think you missed out. =)
Sweet! I love your description of your family and your morning.
ReplyDeleteHow sweet. Love this.
ReplyDeleteThanks for stopping by my blog on 5 Min.Friday!
~Sally
How nice to meet you. Your mornings sound so filled with love and family. It really doesn't matter where we wake up as long as we are with the ones we love. This was wonderful!
ReplyDeleteStopping by from your stopping by---I think htis could be a very nice new habit. :) As much as you'd love to hit the snooze button, it sounds like you find great joy in your morning. That's it's own pleasure.
ReplyDeleteJust from reading your profile. I think we could be fast friends.
A special symbol, your hut in Africa--I did read your story! Boston is quite a switch from San Diego.
ReplyDeleteThanks for stopping by my blog.
Blessings to your family in your temporary home . . .
I'm so glad you stopped by to visit. This post takes me back to days before they were 27 and 25...wiping cheeks, prepping clothes. Tender memories via your tender post.
ReplyDeleteI have 3 boys as well, 17, 11 and 10 and they are always getting into things. I look forward to reading more from you.
ReplyDeleteHa ha my son makes the same inappropriate breakfast options. Just stopping by from Gypsy Mama. I enjoyed your post!
ReplyDeleteOh, that definitely is time well spent together. Loved this 5-minute glimpse. Thanks for sharing!
ReplyDeleteHi, just stopping in after your visit to my blog. Our basement doubles as our office. I do laundry there too. It is half finished. Thanks for the visit.
ReplyDeleteThanks for the fun peek into your family life. I'm always wiping the stuff off my boys' faces too, but they aren't so gracious about it. :)
ReplyDeleteThe brownie-streaked cheeks made me laugh - the last thing I do each morning is to inspect the boys faces. I employ the "here, lick my thumb" trick and use their own spit to wipe them clean - much to their chagrin!
ReplyDeleteThat is some dessert! You can't blame the little one for wanting a bite :)
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