I don't know how your morning began...but here's the play-by-play of my morning.
6AM-awakened by scratching sound-Our cat tends to scratch at the sides of his litter box instead of scraping the litter over his, well ya know. I guess he doesn't want to get his feet dirty but then he wonders why the smell won't go away and keeps on scratching. It's maddening really, at 6am.
6:15AM-after finally drifting off I am awakened again by a loud whispering of mom, mom, mommmm! - I get up only to discover that loud whispering child can't find one beloved stuffed owl in all the covers on her bed.
Oh, forget it, let's just get up. Both girls are magically wide awake instead of the usual and because I didn't make my rounds opeing all the blinds before I went in their room it was still dark, so they ran around searching for the now hiding cat. They loudly and cheerfully planned out how they could find him by searching for his glowing eyes. Now, don't get me wrong, we normally get up at 6:30am so this isn't really too early, but I like to be awakened by a softly playing radio then I like to hit the snooze button at least once. Not today. So here I am. Everyone has been fed, dressed, beds made, and hair is being brushed. I've had coffee, checked email, fed cat, and cleaned out aforementioned litter box and it's not even 8am yet.
....to be continued.