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January 12, 2008
On the way
I bounced out of bed this morning at 6:15 a.m. and had the boys bounce out of theirs fifteen minutes later. I made quick trip to Micky D's while they got ready and we were all fed, dressed and ready for our pickup at 7:15.
My friend, The Dark Haired Girl, who, at some point in the past made the mistake of telling me she's in the habit of getting up around 6 a.m. regardless of the day, scooped us up around 7:30. We were at the airport by 8:00 (and that included a stop for a Diet Coke). The boys and I had our bags checked curbside while our ride took off to her Yoga class.
We are three hours early for our flight. This might seem absurd to many, but parents will recognize the wisdom of mobilizing the troops first thing, before they have time to dig in and settle in front of televisions. And there's something about rolling them out of bed early, for a 7:30 pickup, that creates a sense of urgency that a 9 o'clock pick-up lacks.
And I prefer to be early as much as anything.
The boys are doing a fine job. Haydn and Jack are watching movies on their iPods.
My battery is dying. I'll have to post this without the photo. Sorry.
Posted by delmer at January 12, 2008 8:45 AM
Comments
So is it a mistake to tell you that *I'm* usually up by six am regardless of the day???? :-)
Posted by: Jill/Twipply Skwood at January 12, 2008 10:29 PM
Well, it does move you toward the top of the list of people I might call to take me to and from the airport if I'm in your town.
Posted by: delmer at January 12, 2008 11:43 PM