Typical Morning: Making sure Daddy leaves as quietly as possible in the mornings, so as not to wake "the monster". If successful, Will and I "cuddlebug" for the 3 nanoseconds before Daniel's internal alarm alerts him that Mom and Will have just settled into the coziest spot in the bed. And every morning, Will, with his smidgen of inherited OCD, delivers his line with the enthusiasm of a seasoned actor: "Mommy, let's go get that baby!". And were off...our day officially begins with the squeal, or grunt, of that odd little potato across the hall...sweet, sweet, oh-so-high-maintenance-but-still-loveable-cuz-he's-our sweet, sweet Daniel!
