Best part of waking up...

The best part of waking up... is NOT Folgers in my cup.... Its when I wake up and it's a Saturday morning... and I realize that the kids are still asleep!!!! And I get to sleep for another 30 minutes or so...
.. It's just the lil things in life that I treasure!

I remember the days in college when I would wake up SLOWLY. I would wake and fall and wake and fall until I was awake all the way... and then I would just lay there for a while and just THINK... Until I was forced to get up because my bladder couldn't hold the pee any longer. But after I would pee, I would jump right back into the bed... And then turn the TV on ...and watch boring Saturday morning shows for another hour or so. MAN! Those were the good ol days!! How I miss them!

But now, I wake up to the sweet sounds of, "MoMMy! I poop!" .... Usually between 7:00 and 7:30am. When Rhea wakes up in the morning, me or her dad HAS to get up and entertain her. If not, she is bound to get into some trouble. Ran is an early riser so he usually takes her into the living room, gives her breakfast and hangs out with her until I wake up a lil while later.
Raven on the other hand was they type of toddler that would sit down and watch a whole two hour movie and not move a muscle. So when she used to get up in the mornings, (before Rhea was even around, of course), we used to just put the TV on and lay her in between us and go right back to sleep! And she would actually stay in that same position ...

But Rhea... Nah... She's not sitting still for nobody!
 She is going to be on the bed, off the bed, out of the room, slam the door, knock on the door because now she is locked out, back in the room, opening the night stand, slamming her finger in the night stand, going to other night stand on the other side of the bed with her hand in the air screaming, "BAND AID!!!!" She is literally ALL OVER the place.

So one of us HAS to be up to make sure she isn't turning the fire place on, washing Barbie's hair in the toilet or digging into the power outlet with a pen.

Last Friday, me and Ran went to bed really late and so when Rhea woke up Saturday morning like she usually does... we both stayed half asleep while she did her normal running around. When all of a sudden, I realized that she was quiet for what seemed like more than 10 minutes...and if that child is quiet, there is trouble brewing. I jumped up out of my half sleep and screamed, "Rhea!"...

I heard her at the bottom of our bed say, "Huh?!" And it was a bad "huh"... I could tell. The kind that meant, please don't come over here and see what I'm doing Mommy! I got out of the bed and walked around the bed and WHAT was this lil heffer doing....????
She found my MAC, Paint Pot make up. Now, Paint Pot isn't any regular make up. It sticks! Like paint! When you put it on, you really have scrub to get it off. What did she do with it you ask?? Well, look for yourself.

And you have the NERVE to look all sad and pitiful like you're getting abused at home!! Don't be sad now! You the one that did it! I'm just documenting every lil thing you have done to drive me crazy so that when YOUR child is driving YOU up the wall one day, I'll have the evidence to prove that you deserve it!