It has been a while since I heard this sound at home. This is my first morning at home this week where I have not rushed out the door at 5:30 am to get Wolfman to work by his scheduled time and then myself into work 2 hours early. I got Wolfman to the bus at 5:30 instead and came home to have a few minutes to myself before the hustle and bustle begins. Sweet silence.
It's amazing what 20 minutes to yourself does for your whole day. Peace and quiet, news on in the background to get caught up on the daily headlines, cup of fresh brewed Starbucks coffee (my youngest sister works there have to support her) Yes yes it's decaf! I am still having to pretend it's not so my body will think it's getting it's caffeine rush. Besides I add enough milk to make it more of a mocha without the chocolate (chocolate not my favorite).
It is sooooo nice to sit here not having to listen to Mr. Frogman and MonkeyDude Jr. argue over whether or not a hand towel found in the laundry is mine or Wolfmans. Amazing the small things they argue over.
I am noticing the sounds of the house. We have been in this house for 6 weeks and I am learning the sounds when a car drives by, the wind blows, when it rains, the hot tub, dryer vent outside, and now the buzzing of alarm clocks as they start to go off. Little Sisters goes off first. She gets up at 6am on schedule so she is ready if I have to leave for work early to get the boys up and out of bed. I am so lucky to have her here. This is a 500% improvement over where she was living and I prefer her to be near me adn Wolfman than living in a room to rent in what I consider the slum area of North of Seattle. It works for her so she is close to her family (She is Wolfmans sister and Monkey Dude Jr's aunt) and it works for Wolfman and me as far as getting the kids onto the bus. We don't have to use daycare any longer and pay out the kazzu for that for either one of the kids. Mr. Frogman is old enough that he doesn't need daycare and can get himself on and off the bus (he is responsible enough too but still) I was not ready to have him do that this year. He will be headed off to **(dare I say it again?)** Junior High next year...and he will have to be getting himself up and going.
There goes Mr. Frogmans alarm...it's only a matter of time. He has to take some time to wake up and get going. He is a slow starter but once he starts he is going and going. Monkey Dude doesn't get up for another hour yet. I make sure he gets more sleep, he seems to need it.
It's on to another fun day!
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