Sunrise, Sunset
Eamon is generally not a morning person. I have to ask him repeatedly to get out of bed before he will begin doing his morning chores. That's why what happened the other day was a special occurrence.
As I was getting ready for work, Eamon came stumbling in to the bathroom, all rumpled and groggy, and said with a sleep-thickened voice, "Mama, I need to show you something." Curious, I let him grab my hand and pull me into his bedroom. He led me to the window and pointed outside at the sky, which was orange and yellow with pink clouds. "It's called a 'sunset,'" he said. "I like the pink clouds."
I smiled and told him that actually, it was a "sunrise," and yes, the clouds were very pretty. "I'm going to get up early every morning so I can see the sunrise Mama," Eamon stated, rubbing his eyes.
And that was the last morning he woke up early. The next day we were back to our regular routine of me reminding him several times to get out of bed before physically lifting his legs over the edge and pulling his body up. Oh well... at least I got to see one sunrise with my little man.
As I was getting ready for work, Eamon came stumbling in to the bathroom, all rumpled and groggy, and said with a sleep-thickened voice, "Mama, I need to show you something." Curious, I let him grab my hand and pull me into his bedroom. He led me to the window and pointed outside at the sky, which was orange and yellow with pink clouds. "It's called a 'sunset,'" he said. "I like the pink clouds."
I smiled and told him that actually, it was a "sunrise," and yes, the clouds were very pretty. "I'm going to get up early every morning so I can see the sunrise Mama," Eamon stated, rubbing his eyes.
And that was the last morning he woke up early. The next day we were back to our regular routine of me reminding him several times to get out of bed before physically lifting his legs over the edge and pulling his body up. Oh well... at least I got to see one sunrise with my little man.
I was almost afraid to read your post because I thought it would somehow be connected to the song from Fiddler and be about the kids growing up and that would make me sad!!
But, no, it's about a little boy who is much like his mother was - NOT a morning person.
I freakin' love that kid!
You can tell him that his friend Cathy is up every morning before the sun so she can check that the clouds are pink and make sure the sun comes up every day.
Although, I have no idea what I would do if it *didn't* come up. I guess call 9-1-1? Nasa? Shoot! I dunno!
I'm with Eamon: if you've seen one sunset, you've seen them all! lol. I am NOT a morning person.
Oops, that didn't make sense, I meant sunRISE. See, I told you we were thinking alike on this one! :)
my son sees way to many sunrises. he is up with the birds