Not a morning person. Never have been. Seriously, don't talk to me.
You are my absolutely adorable 15 week old son or his wonderful father who plays with him while I fix my hair.
As I have returned to work and adjusted to this new normal, mornings have become one of my favorites. After I feed Bramblett, I generally lay him down on my bed while I fix my hair. This puts him in close proximity so I can go back and forth between the hair dryer and stealing kisses and watch John play with him. We get the sweetest giggles and smiles during this time.
If you had told me even a month ago that this would be true I would have called you a liar. And, it has really changed my outlook on mornings. I'm in a much better mood when I get to work and am much more willing to talk to people before 8:30.
But just to be careful, unless you are my absolutely adorable 15 week old son or his wonderful father who plays with him while I fix my hair, I wouldn't chance it.