Morning ritual
These pictures are not especially exciting, or well lit for that matter, but they make me happy. They depict our morning ritual.
Riley wakes up around 6:30 and eats like a wild animal. Until he finds his way to the good stuff, he tries to eat my chin, my shoulder and anything else he can get in his mouth.
After he's eaten, his dad steps in so I can get dressed.
Dad usually gets him ready for child care and talks about the day ahead. I love hearing him tell Riley about his experiments and interesting scientific ideas. Hopefully Riley will have an ear for science jargon one day (I'll surely be outnumbered then!).
While Andy finishes preparing for work, I get a few minutes to play with Riley.
The boy loves his rattle bear, his first and favorite toy. He's also into blocks right now. I stack 'em, he knocks 'em down. Then he eats them. He thinks its hilarious when I juggle the blocks, especially if I toss them near his face -- that always elicits a laugh.
If we're lucky, we squeeze in a book or two and a few more hugs.
Riley wakes up around 6:30 and eats like a wild animal. Until he finds his way to the good stuff, he tries to eat my chin, my shoulder and anything else he can get in his mouth.
After he's eaten, his dad steps in so I can get dressed.
While Andy finishes preparing for work, I get a few minutes to play with Riley.
If we're lucky, we squeeze in a book or two and a few more hugs.
The mornings charge by so quickly, like flowers that bloom for only one day. But I'm grateful for every blossom.
Some day Riley will be thankful to have his first years cataloged right from the start. This is a historians dream. Love ya, mom H
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