This morning I got up and hopped in the shower to get ready for work. The usual.
Big Roo got up a little earlier than normal and Daddy Roo had crawled back in bed after feeding the dog and starting the coffee for those extra few minutes of sleeping bliss. When I got out of the shower, I opened to bathroom door to find both of them in bed– awake but laying down. So cute– I wanna join the party.
I walked over to my side of the bed and tried squeezing my pregnant self in bed too to savor a few snuggly minutes. But Big Roo put a stop to that!
He said “Mama, you can’t lay down.”
“Why not?” I asked.
He just replied, “No.” It wasn’t mean or spiteful, just matter-of-fact. Like this was Daddy’s time.
I sighed. Had to get ready for work anyway. As I put my feet on the floor to walk away, he said to me, as serious as could be:
“Go get some coffee.”
Sheesh.
