It was glorious.
It was also a sign of two things:
- I am getting old.
- My kids are getting old.
Remember when we used to sleep in until 11 a.m., even noon…completely missing the breakfast menu at McDonalds? Barely making it up in time for kick-off of the Packer game?
I know I am getting old because the thought of wasting an entire ½ of the day seems ludicrous to me now. But I used to do it all of the time.
Then, remember when our kids were little and no matter how much sleep we got – or didn’t get – they were up at 5 a.m., ready for the day to start?
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