This morning was rough—daylight savings time messed with the whole household. PalKid was not real happy about getting up, but she did. I brought her waffles in bed (real maple syrup, as always). Mrs. Pal packed most of her lunch the night before–I heated up the soup and put the thermos in the lunch bag.
This is how I usually see my daughter when I get home:
Tonight I got lucky (although we’ll pay for it in the morning). She was lying in bed with Mrs. Pal, sleepy but awake. She dismissed mommy, and gestured me into the bed. We cuddled until she was fast asleep.