I woke up sometime close to 4:00 this morning. I don't know why. I'm not all excited about Christmas, not like I was 40 years ago when I was 7 years old. I lay in the bed for a while, then my extremities got twitchy. I stretched, tried to settle back down, but I was awake. Oh well. So I got up.
Sproing is up now, too. He is a very light sleeper anyway. It's Christmas, he's sleeping in the room with Twitch (who is a noisy, active sleeper), he's used to sleeping at the treatment facility so to him now his bed here is the different bed. He's also got a slight cough. So he's up with me, sitting in my comfy chair petting the cat.
Last night before we went to bed, Superman and I put together a breakfast casserole for this morning. It's cubed Italian bread, chunks of cream cheese, a cup or so of frozen blueberries, and milk and a lot of eggs. It gets refrigerated overnight. He also cooked up a blueberry sauce that we'll pour over our individual servings. I just put it in the oven so it will be ready when the rest of the house wakes up.
Our younger kidlets* are still more excited about Christmas than they are about sleep, so we set an official wake-up time for Christmas morning, lest they wake up at, say, 4:00 and want to get us up for the gift exchange. This year it's 6:00. Sproing is up already, but Diva is as likely as not to sleep until 10:00 if left to her own devices. And here I am, awake since 4:00. Oh well.
I feel pretty good about today, so far. I will need a nap later on, but that shouldn't be a problem. I baked a couple of pies last night (pumpkin and pecan) and Superman has requested an apple pie as well. The dinner menu includes ham, sweet potato casserole, green beans, and some kind of fruit salad or something. Oh, and rolls if I make them.
Now it's 5:45 and Twitch just got up. He is an early-to-bed, early-to-rise guy. Always has been. Says he's been up for three hours, snoozing some and having strange dreams. I think we're all going to be sleepy later this afternoon. Twitch is a napper, too, a lot like his Mama.
Alas, the wake-up hour approacheth. Time for me to start the coffee. I hope you all have a lovely day today, enjoying the holiday in the way that most pleases you.
* Evidently, the category that defines "more excited about Christmas" is our boys. Both of the girls are zonked.
