Days with Henry tend to start early. He's always been an early riser, up before the sun. No amount of pleading, pretending to be asleep, ignoring or explaining will do to convince him to return to bed. Once he's awake, the day has begun. And, unless you want to be left behind to clean up a huge mess, well, you'd better get out of bed when Henry does. ;-)
What happens if I decide "oh he'll be fine watching cartoons while I sleep a bit longer?" Let me tell you, it can go from sweet to sour pretty darn quickly. Henry is very sweet and loving and he likes to take care of his mommy. :-) He often makes me breakfast in bed. I call it " the Breakfast Wagon." Henry will get the wagon out of the garage, his bedroom, the playroom ( wherever it's been parked the previous night) and fill it up with breakfast! He puts in cookie trays to use as breakfast trays, a gallon of milk, the right number of bowls, spoons and cups ( sometimes the siblings have made an appearance) and EVERY box of cereal we have. Then he rolls it through the house, down the hall and into my room. awwwwww.......
Even if you're still asleep, tough cookies; you'll still be eating breakfast with Henry. If I dont' sit up to receive my offering, there's a good chance I'll be wearing it. How can you refuse cereal slopped onto your lap or head and possibly slurped by the dog, when it's Henry offering it? "Eat Mommy." It's not a question, believe me.
That's the sweet part. heh heh You KNEW there had to be more, c'mon. If Henry decided it' snot a Breakfast Wagon kind of morning, it could be a " I'm going to help mommy" kind of day. He will break out the swiffer mop ( the one that sprays....) and decide to mop the floor. For Henry, nothing is done halfway. The floor isn't clean until he's sprayed out most or ALL of the cleaner and you can smell it OUTSIDE the house. If I don't slip on the floor and land on my butt, well, it's just not clean enough yet. And look out if he decides to clean the windows! I dont' use commercial cleaners in my house for the most part. I use vinegar and water to clean the shiny objects here. Henry and his brother, McLean, both love to clean the windows. Yes, ladies, I'm raising them right. ;-) so we have more than one squirt bottle with the aforementioned homemade brew in it. You can see where this might be leading, yes? It may start out innocently enough. One or both of the boys with a squirt bottle and a towel, racing around the house to see who can clean more windows than the other. Then the windows start getting a bit drippy, the arguing begins and the squirt battle is on! I get up to a house smelling like a salad, two boys yelling and looking like they were dipped IN a salad and a LOT of clean up. *sigh* Time to open the windows........ oh, Henry!
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I added the photo above of the boys actually GETTING ALONG because it's cute and also a rare occasion. Also, I couldn't find the one of Henry making waffles ON MY BED. :-)
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