Stop it Mama; I sleepin'

It never fails on what is supposed to be a relaxing weekend of lounging in bed until at least 7:00 and hoping to make it until 7:30 or 8:00, P will show up wide-eyed at 6:30. Fifteen minutes of distraction is all we can hope for in an early morning cartoon then it's time to get up.

Now I get up between 6:00 and 6:10 on weekdays and my Fire Chief gets up at 6:30. A few days ago, P arrived in our room around 4:45 or so and climbed in to cuddle with me. I got up at my regular time leaving him sleeping in the bed with dada. 7:00 rolls around and it's time for P to wake up and get dressed. I talk to him, rub his belly, turn on the light, etc and nothing happens. Time to bring out the big guns. He gets kisses. I kiss his forehead, his cheeks, and his nose with him squirming, eyes still closed, in the bed. When I got to his nose he pushed me away and said "Stop it Mama; I sleepin."

I wonder if I can use that excuse next time he tries to wake me up before I feel like it's time?

Up next......I need tips on getting this hat off this duck. Apparently it should come off according to a 2 year old.