Lately, I have given Sofia and Marcelo some heightened expectations with respect to their daily routines. After waking up, they are to get dressed and make their beds independently before coming down for breakfast. They've been quite good at doing so thanks to Accountable Kids, a program I'll have to talk about a little bit later. It is a well know fact that I was born loathing the morning. After rolling out of bed and brushing my teeth, I then meet them downstairs as I try to pry my unwilling eyes open without causing myself an ocular migraine. That was very unpleasant back in 2008.
So... on this fine day, after all our morning routine activities (homeschool, online preschool, lunch, playing) where completed in the downstairs of the house, I came up to the second floor with Marcelo and Peter for Quiet Time. I love Quiet Time. It's really quiet. Well, most of the time. Upon reaching Marcelo's bedroom door, I was greeted with this happy scene. It kind of made my day, for some reason. Immediately, I wondered -what the hell have these stuffed animals been up to? And, how did they get this way? They are always in baskets on the floor with the exception of Bear & Blanky which are usually the only ones allowed on Marcelo's bed.
Apparently, there was a big party going in Marcelo's bedroom this morning, and I didn't even know about it. God help me when Sofia and Marcelo are teenagers.
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