today I am thankful for

[aryanhwy]

- a job that allows me to wake up in the morning, go "Oh, God", and decide to work from home (i.e., take some NyQuil for a raging sore throat and go back to bed for 4 hours).

- a husband who, though still jetlagged himself, will respond to my "please, if I get Gwen up and dressed, will you take her out to daycare?" so I don't have to take said sore throat out into -5C weather, biking or not.

- a child who when I whispered into her sweetly soundly sleeping ear "Don't you want to get up and go to daycare?" turned on like a switch. "Yep", she said, sitting up, swinging her legs around, and getting out of bed. Yesterday when I dropped her off, she ran across the room to give a big hug to one of the teachers, and all the kids at the breakfast table saw her and started shouting "Gwennie, Gwennie, Gwennie!" When I picked her up, on the way out, another teacher stopped us and said it was really good to have Gwen back again. Yay.

Comments

[camele0pard.livejournal.com]

It is such a great feeling when they like their daycare!

[aryanhwy.livejournal.com]

Especially given the rotten start we had.

[tedeisenstein.livejournal.com]

I don't suppose you could bottle up and send me some the first part of that last bit, could you? It usually takes me an hour to go from sweet nothings whispered in my ear to getting out of bed, even on good days.

And, no, you needn't worry about including sweet nothings. I just want the just-add-water-and-stir getting-out-of-bed stuff.

[aryanhwy.livejournal.com]

Alas, I think the magic is in the hearer, not the speaker.

And aren't usually sweet nothings whispered in the ear reasons to get into bed, rather than out?