Voluntary Awakenings

This morning, the boys woke up much earlier than I had hoped, and I think that the impromptu visit of Golden-the-Dog, in their bedroom, might have been the root-cause, even though it took them minutes to emerge from their room after I carried the hapless pooch out of the bedroom, whispering things to him that make it seem, at the time, like I questioned his overall intelligence. (Amy seems to think that Golden makes a point of waking up the boys; I suspect he's right. He probably enjoys the company.)

So I was asking the boys whether Golden had woken them up, and Daniel provided an alternate theory: "No - we decided to wake up by ourselves."

(January 1, 2012)