Monday, April 09, 2007

Wake Up

During the school week I have to wake my kids up just before 7 a.m. daily. I'm always met with groans, someone sticking their head under their covers and lots and lots of attitude. Hank will grumpily stomp into the bathroom after being coaxed out of bed with the threat of punishment after the minutes of cajoling, kissing and trying to be nice have failed. He'll sit on the bathroom rug and turn our space heater on, aimed directly at him, full blast. Then I have to start over with the pleading, cajoling and out and out threats before he'll begin the ridiculously long process of taking his pajamas off sooooooo slllllllloooooowwwwwwllllyyyy that you just want to die. This is a daily event, week after school week.

So you'd think that on Saturdays, the one day of the week he could sleep in that he would, right?

Um, no.

On Saturdays the little darling wakes up at 6:30 or earlier. And this past week, on Good Friday, on which the kids were off of school, Superdad and I thought we'd for sure get to sleep until 7:00, 7:30. It was in the bag. It was a Friday and there was no place to be!

No. Hank was up and rarin' to go by 6:20.

And did I mention that he's not content to go play quietly for an hour or so? No. He tromps into our room, bangs open the door and starts giggling as he climbs into our bed. He doesn't climb in for sleep, though. No, his mission is to tell bad jokes, giggle and get Mommy and Daddy out of bed. Who knows, maybe it's payback for the days earlier in the week.

A Saturday or two ago Hank had made is way to Superdad's side of the bed. Superdad was doing his best to groggily carry on a conversation with Hank and Hank, getting more and more frustrated about Superdad just not getting up said, "Daddy, it's 6 dot-dot two-four (translation: 6:24)."

Superdad groggily responds, "Hank, 6:24 is too early to get up on Saturday."

Hank's face breaks out in a big, wide grin and says, "Not for ME!"

Apparently it's just too early all the other days of the week. Just not on Saturday. Lovely.


Superdad said...

It is that big toothy grin that gets you. He frustrates you and angers you and you just want to ... Oh wait here comes that gigantic smile complete with twinkling eyes, Okay, ,I'll get up and eat cereal and play some video games with you.

MOST with an attitude said...

Sounds like Lucas and Hank are kindred spirits, only Lucas is a "five dot dot, two-fiver" and demands pop tarts and cereal the minute he wakes :)

Bob said...

Buckley (My Shi Tzu) acts as a second alarm clock for me, as he
typically jumps on my bed usually around 6:30 a.m., with his Nancy Pelosi squeaky toy---that one is hard to pass up as well!

Alexis Jacobs said...

Gotta love kids :)

terri said...

mm-hmm. I hear you. Mine are early risers, particularly on weekends.

But. My boys entertain each other for nearly an hour! K. puts toys in C.'s crib, and they play. *smug grin*