Just to clarify, I am not a morning person, nor have I ever claimed to be. SuperBoy is, and always has been. It used to be spilled cereal on the floor everyday or feeding an entire angel food cake to the dog before mommy could wake up. The obvious answer is for me to get up earlier – but what’s the fun in that? The girls sleep in just as late as I do. It’s just little SuperBoy that manages to beat us all to the punch. His latest gourmet creation is cinnamon sugar toast. I came stumbling down one morning at the crack of 8 to the crunch of cinnamon beneath my flip-flopped feet and had to smile.
That boy has initiative.