Here we go. My very first blog post. I have been putting this off for far too long,  mostly due  to the fact that I am currently typing this from my phone and while it is not convenient, it does the job.  Bear with me.

I woke up alive this morning. Obviously, right?  But I'm talking ALIVE.I jumped out of bed, threw open the windows, brewed some coffee, had a conversation with my 2 year old early bird and I could not stop smiling. I sat for a while by the window, marveling at the feel of the breeze on my skin but it wasn't long before Boy woke up and I turned on music and sang and danced my way around our home  with toddlers in tow. Music, while playing or cleaning or anytime really, is a must  in my mind.  And when there is no music on, I am usually singing. Both were happening in our place this morning.

This moment  in time is a big deal, my friends, as I am not a morning person. I change and feed the kids in a groggy haze but I do not truly function until after I have enjoyed a cup of coffee (yes, I am one of those people). It's a pity,  though, because I love the morning time. I love the crisp, cool air and the sunshine. The newness of another day. I think I need to  enjoy more of them.