Trying to get everyone off to a good start on a Monday morning. Johnny, of course, had been up with the chickens, as they say. I sweetly went into wake up Johnny’s little brother. Seeing that sleeping face I couldn’t resist waking him with kisses on his cute little freckle face. Looking on in disgust, Johnny came over to his brother’s bed.
Johnny: Why are you kissing him like that?
Me: Because it is a nice way to wake him up.
Johnny: Eeeehhh…………..next time, just shake some sense into him instead.
Only took 9 years, and he’s already a cranky old guy.