First Thing in the Morning

I lay down with Madeleine this morning, once Amy got up, largely to try to ensure that she stays asleep - our children require companionship in order to remain in a sleeping state. Suddenly, I heard little footsteps pattering down the stairs and around the house. I panicked that maybe one of the boys didn't know where I was, so I went to the landing of the stairs, where I saw Ian start ascending the staircase, with a gerbil in various positions in his hands and on his body as he walked. Clearly, it was a gerbil and not a Daddy that he was looking for. And I love Ian's way of introducing the category:

"You probably know that I like to take out a gerbil in the morning."

(May 21, 2011)