Woke up before the kids this morning and was able to accomplish a great deal in just a few minutes. It is easy to forget what fully functioning and efficient adults we were before our bundles of joy isn't it?
I realized that while the kids are sleeping I'm like a ninja Superman moving around in perfect silence near the speed of light preparing bottles, breakfasts, coffee, writing this post, showering and dressing myself in mere moments. I hope I got everything done, because I hear the tyrants stirring and they are my kryptonite. I'll soon be paralyzed and progress will slow to a snail's peace due to their alternating tantrums, unreasonable requests, untimely excretions (mostly Link) and illogical arguments (J Bean). Of course I could have done most of this the night before, but I'm a bit of a procrastinator. Maybe I should start waking up early before the kids everyday? Yeah right, that's not happening.