Wake up call

Hudson. It's 630am.  I hear "up mommy, up!" as I glance over the side of our bed.  He's sitting patiently, entertaining himself, writing with marker on my pillows and dropping my earrings into the vase next to our bed. But who cares?  (Well, me, alittle. He's lucky he's cute). I love that he is learning patience as he waits for me to wake up. Priceless.