It's Saturday morning. The whispering is not for my benefit. It's not intended to wake me slowly or gently. Nor is it intended to be sweet. It is an exercise in caution on Orion's part for fear of waking up his mother. How does the saying go? "Hell hath no fury like Melanie awakened too early." Close enough.
I close my eyes and roll back into my pillow's, in a futile attempt to fall back to sleep for just a few more minutes.
"Dada! Get up!"
I'm not one for sleeping in, but another hour of sleep would be appreciated once in a while. Still, I cant be angry with Orion. My reaction is quite the opposite. I find myself smiling, eyes still closed, letting him tug at my arms trying to pull me out of bed. Most weekend mornings, it is Orion that is the first to rise, but Apollo is usually not far behind. On the rare occasion that Orion sleeps past 6:30 a.m., it is Apollo that will be trying to pull me out of bed. I feel fortunate that Apollo and Orion want me to get up with them so we can spend time together, I'm sure I have only a few years left before that changes. I will gladly give up a little sleep in exchange for these mornings.
I have to admit that I love daylight savings time...yes, I am the one. I like waking up with the sun and finishing the day with the long evenings before the sun sets. It's spring time now and daylight savings has begun, so it may have been getting light out at 5:55 a.m., but certainly not that light. I think we all have a bit of spring fever. The rain was relentless this winter and besides the never ending and record setting water falling from the sky, it was dark and gloomy for months as well.
You can tell it's been a long winter when your 8-year-old has become an origami master and your 5-year-old kindergartner in a Spanish immersion school, learned to spell s-h-i-t not only forward but backwards...in mirror image...in the condensation of a freezer glass door in an upscale grocery store, so when he closed the door, you could read the word from the outside. Yup...that's my kid. Of course Apollo and I thought is was hilarious as well as ingenious. It may have been at that point that Melanie left us in the isle alone and denied knowing any of us. There were some looks of disapproval to be sure, but they obviously couldn't see the genius behind it like I could. Yes, I did explain to Orion that what he did was inappropriate but I also had to give him kudos for creativity. 
When questioned, Orion was quick to point out that Apollo taught him how to spell that word. Apollo denies this, but he's not fooling anyone. "Dada," Orion begins, "there's another potty word, but I don't know how to spell it yet...It starts with an F."
...Time to head outdoors...
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