"Graaaaaaaamma." It is 5:30am and I am awakened by the cheerful voice of my little granddaughter calling. I find her perched high on the bathroom counter top beside the sink, her eyes bright.
"Do you need my help?" I query.
"That's why I called you Gramma," the little girl points out.
It seems mighty early to be so cheerful....... and so loud.
She is soon tucked snugly back in bed and soundly sleeping.
Of course, there are casualties of this sunrise saboteur.
Her brother and I speak in whispered tones until the hand of the clock marches slowly onward and we rise for the day.
Bright and early.
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"Sunrise saboteur." Great line! :-)
ReplyDeleteHooray, a comment. Thank you- I love alliteration.
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