Mornings are never shy of busy around here. Most stores we visit in Japan don't open until 10 so we usually wait to venture outside until after Gabriel's nap.
5am Gabriel announces he's awake, he's stripped of his jammies and diaper is replaced with training pants, he feeds himself his yogurt, uses the bathroom and then the fun begins.
Chris comes home around 8am. When Gabriel hear's the first click of the door's lock his feet go speeding towards the sound. When he sees Chris walk in he'll stop dead in his tracks, smile wide, let out a happy sound and then quietly whisper, "hi."
He's not engaged with any one activity for more then a couple minutes unless it's the humidifier in his room he isn't supposed to play with. We spend hours bouncing between legos, cars, books, basketball, shoes, cozying on the couch and whatever else makes his heart sing. If I'm cleaning the kitchen he's at my feet with legos. If I'm brushing my teeth he wants to too. As I put makeup on he insists on having his face tickled with one of my brushes. While I'm folding laundry he's unfolding it and playing peek-a-boo. He's my little helper, my side-kick and favorite little guy. My world is brighter and more valuable with him in it. This is a glimpse into the first five hours of our day to day life.