This morning when I woke up, the sun was up!
I was like, "What's going on?!" Except less articulated and more gestured because I can't talk when I first wake up.
Nate said, "It's 8:00!"
Well that's crazy.
I was dreaming that Nate was grilling pork chops, which he forgot about, but they didn't burn! Mmm, pork chops.
Now the kids are playing with the slide Norah made and fighting over imaginary frogs, while I try to be alert and digest my breakfast so I can take a little stroll on the treadmill.