Comforters pulled up to the faces or kicked away. Legs peeking out; arms strewn around sometimes on top of each other. And a calm on the faces. The best part of the day is when I go to wake up the kids. I always sit down a couple of minutes and watch them in their sleep. They look so carefree, almost like angels when asleep (very different from how they behave when up and about ). Then I call out their names. It is always Gautam, the younger one, who stirs first. He is an easy riser even on holidays. And, he gets up at 6.40 without a whimper most days.
Coco comes wagging his tail as soon as I call him. And he will go to both the boys trying to lick their faces that they expertly hide. Amid this tomfoolery, Gautam springs up and walks down to the dining room. And Siddharth gets up muttering about some more sleep and resolving to sleep a little earlier that night. Of course, a promise that is broken every single night. The sleepy guys then get their hugs and kisses from mom. And Gautam begins his questions while brushing his teeth. They range from “Why petrol that burns in car engines to make it move does not burn the car down?” to Siddharth’s “Why are saturated fats bad for you and unsaturated fats good for you?” Ain’t I glad that I took science and was a good student .
I am the first one to wake up and I hate the alarm that goes off when it is almost dark. Trying to catch some last bits of sleep, I grudgingly get up. Coco is waiting with a warm welcome. His entire body seems to be dancing with his wagging tail. A beautiful sight to behold early in the morning. And then I take him out before picking up the newspapers, putting milk on the boil and get to cooking for the kids. This happens before I go to wake them up. And then they leave for school, waving and yelling, “Have a nice day! I love you, mom, dad!”
And that is how mornings begin in our home.
How do you begin your day?