5:30 a.m. comes all to early and despite the fact that I have to get up at 5:30 a.m. every weekday morning, I am NOT a morning person. I do not even remotely resemble a human being until at least 8:00 a.m. and have gotten  2 cups of coffee in me.

My children, however, are extremely bright and cheery first thing in the morning, enough so that they make me grit my teeth on a regular basis. Don't get me wrong, I love both of my children dearly and would do anything in the whole wide world for either of them. I just can't seem to get them to understand that I'm not Mama that early in the morning. I pretty much have Red, my oldest, trained. He sorta understands that what I say first thing in the morning can not be held against me, seeing as though I am not fully awake and am crabby, growly, grumbly, etc. He still slips sometimes, though. Mini Me on the other hand, *sigh*, she refuses to let me be.

Take for instance this morning, which incidentally led to this post. I claw my way up out of the fog and crack my eyes open to see her sitting there watching me. The very second my eyes open, off she goes. "Mama, did you know .........?" "Mama, come and look at the mice." "Mama, the dogs are barking." "Mama, Nuwa is in her warm hide." "Mama, can I watch TV?" "Mama, where is the hair brush?" Mama, mama, mama, mama, mama, mama. 

Inside, I'm gritting my teeth and trying my darnedest not to hurt her feelings. I got up and went and looked at the mice like she asked me to. I checked on Nuwa and made sure her temperatures were right. I checked outside to see what the dogs were raising sin about. I hunted down the remote for the TV. I hunted down the hair brush. And the whole time, Mini Me is following me around talking. 

My husband is the same way. His feet touch the floor and he's awake and bugging me. We've been married for going on 5 years and he has yet to realize that I just don't want to be talked to that early in the morning. I don't want to be pushed, poked or tickled, either. He can't seem to understand that, just because he doesn't feel like a zombie when he wakes up, I do.

Is it really to much to ask to be left alone until I feel human? Is it horrible of me to be happy to see the bus run every morning, because then I know everything will be quiet? 

How many of you are morning people? Are you not a morning person? Leave me a comment and let me know.