I did not want to get out of bed this morning. Mike started futzing with his alarm clock a little after 5 (he was supposed to go to the gym at 4:45 but apparently the alarm didn’t go off or we didn’t hear it) and I rolled over and tried to go back to sleep. Then Mike got up to go to the bathroom, I think. Minutes later, Bo appears, Cinnabear in hand, wanting to crawl in bed with us. He was still for about half a minute before he started messing with my hair. I rolled over the other way. Bo decides he wants to get up. Mike showers. Mike leaves the room and comes back for something. Anna and Clara appear. Everyone leaves, banging the door as the exit. Mike enters the room to turn the monitors off. By this point, I was awake. I should have just popped out of bed when Mike first started stirring and tried to work for a bit. Instead of actually rising from bed, I decided to check Facebook on my phone – it was just one of those mornings where I didn’t want to face the day… At the top of my feed was this photo with the following caption, “Not sure if this is Bo’s morning iPad viewing or my girls when they wake up…” He definitely means all of his girls, not just Anna and Clara, because this is definitely how I felt this morning.