Good morning future perfect self.

I wake up to a baby crying. Paige our 9 month old has woken up early. Good thing it's my day off. My feet hit the floor as I make my way over to her room. I'm hoping she hasn't woken up Reed our 2 year old. Seth's alarm is about to go off in a few minutes to wake him for school, but he is still sound asleep. He teaches History at the local high school and is the assistance football coach so he won't be home until 6:30pm after practice is done.

I open Paige's bedroom door and she gives me a big smile from her crib. I've chosen a Snoopy themed baby room and it's so light and airy. Framed prints from Snoopy books line the walls and a Woodstock mobile hangs over her crib. She has the barest blond peach fuzz hair and wide blue eyes. I drink in her soft skin. I'm glad I don't have to work today, but I'm not sure what we are going to do today as it's supposed to rain. I suppose we can stay in and play, but Reed is so full of energy and I like getting out of the house.

I snuggle down into the glider, which is worth it's weight in gold to feed her. In the other room I heard Seth's alarm going off and he hits the snooze.

"Mommy?" I hear from the other room. The alarm may not have gotten my husband up, but it was effective to waking up my son. He pads into Paige's room