Yak yak yak
5:30 am, these days, and little guy is awake because the sun is out. Now, we still share a room with him until our lease is up, which is not ideal for many, many reasons, but the worst thing is that if he’s up, we’re up (well, I’m up), and there’s no quiet playing in his room until I can stand up without falling down.
The thing is… we have a talker.
I may have given the impression yesterday that he can only talk about squirrels, but… um…. no. The reason that was so cool was that we’d never talked about squirrels or making something go away or anything, and he was really persistent.
But little guy does like to yak it up. Especially at 5:30.
Ma ma maaaaaaa! (Some stuff about going on a walk) (Some stuff about a bottle) (Some other stuff only Torsten can understand) (Some stuff about bears)
Ma MAAAAAAA! (Some stuff about going byebye… and cars… and something else only Torsten understands… and going on the swings, only in German… and more stuff about cars… and dogs… and the bus… and Thomas… and and and…)
This goes on for a while, and finally, I crawl out of bed and our day starts with me wishing I were dead. Well, until he smiles and gives me a kiss.
Then I just want coffee.
I’ve managed to secure an extra somewhere between 30 and 90 minutes by putting foil on the windows (this was done both for him and for us, because he wasn’t sleeping long enough at night and was overtired by naptime), but I suspect it’ll be several years before the Torstenalarm outsleeps me…
It’d be easy to be grumpy and resent it (in the sense of being angry at the world, not Torsten!), but he’s so cute and funny it really is hard not to wake up and smile. I am the worst morning person in the world, and I still manage to wake up and giggle with him before my brain is on.
I feel your pain, Krista. These days, both our girls wake up at 6AM sharp – every day, including holidays and weekends. It’s mostly Fabiola (the younger one, who still sleeps with us) that wakes up exactly at that time – she starts talking in her own language (she’s only 10 months old after all), and the moment one of us pays her any attention, the big smile comes out and she starts shrieking with excitement, which usually wakes up her big sister. I’m also really not a morning person, but she’s so sweet and happy at that time, I can’t help but smile and think to myself “it’s just a phase”
Oy. The waking at 5:50 am has started in our house, too. Both boys. I know S went through a phase when he was about 13 months – he woke up at 5:00 am sharp every day. And now that Kees is heading to that 13 month age, I think he is prepping me for the worst. He already wakes up at 5:30ish most mornings. And he’s in such a good mood – it irks me to no end.