Sometimes the alarm is just so sweet when he asks for some pink milk. But somehow my whisper can get him to stay laying down. As long as I let him twist my hair.
But reinforcements came and pulled us out of bed. She has a way with getting us right up! It must be the "I'm starving" comments. Or the "Mom look how small my stomach is, it's eating itself!"
So now we are up and going on our day. Enjoy your Friday. But now a serious question, that means you have to answer- what gets you up each day?