But there is something wonderful about being the only one up in the morning. Having a little bit of quiet time to think through a few things, read a few things, organize for the day. It's something I've always wanted to do, and these days I don't have much of a choice. By six o'clock Caleb has most certainly joined me in bed and is making little sniffing and snuffing noises. He sounds like a horse. A small horse to be sure, but still, a horse. My muscles are stiff and achy so getting up and moving around a little bit feels good.
In any case I am awake now. I think there are a few children stirring downstairs, which means they will all be stirring shortly. Time to marshall the ranks into getting their breakfast eaten and their jobs done. And maybe time to have a nice warm shower for my sore muscles.