I've decided Lucas will probably grow up to be a farmer, considering his love of early rising.
Dragging myself out of bed at these crazy early hours is one of the hardest things I've ever had to do. I'm just not a morning person. I love him and he is adorable, but I sure wish he could wait until at least 7 AM to greet the day. At least it's giving my will-power a work-out, as I force my eyes to open and my body to move from the comfort of my soft warm bed. And really, I am thankful I have a healthy baby boy to wake me up at "O-Dark Thirty" as my father-in-law likes to call it. Does anyone else use that phrase? I had never heard it before marrying into Cody's family.