Ok, ok, I’m awake!

My son has no concept of sleeping in.  He’s still at that age where he is anxious to greet the world to find out what he could learn that day.  Quite the opposite of his mother, who wishes 5 year olds came with snooze buttons.  The closest I’ve found is cartoon snuggle time. This is where I convince my son that mommy loves him soooo much she wants to keep him in arm’s reach for an hour or so while he gets to watch cartoons in my bed. 

My son can usually ignore the breakfast growls for his snuggle time, and usually this works very well for me.  I’m adept at half-answers to questions, and finding Noggin with only one eye open.  And I really enjoy not having to be coherant at 6:45 on a Saturday morning.  Except when the boy throws me a curve ball.

That gorgeous little turkey of mine wandered into my room at a quarter til seven this weekend, anxious to start his day since he knew he would eventually be traveling to Ft Worth to see Grandpa and his cousins.  I sent him to go potty (in my bathroom) before he climbed into my bed.  Not that I was worried about accidents or anything, just force of habit.  I know *I* have to pee when I wake up, so why not the preschooler?

I know he said something to me on the way to the potty.  I mumbled some sort of affirmative.  Then I heard through the ear not covered by my fluffy pillow, “I can go potty with my eyes closed.”  I again mumbled something affirmative.

Wait.

What?

Ok, ok, I’m awake now!  I sat straight up and yelled, open your eyes!  Don’t you pee in my bathroom without looking!

My sweet turkey answered, but Mommy, I can tell I’m doing it right because of the sound hitting the water.

Sweet turkey’s mommy bolted from her bed in one superwoman swoop, switching on the bathroom lightswitch practically still in midair.   He hadn’t started, thank the Gods, and did in fact pee watching the bowl, but that was it.  I was awake.

Grrr.