Happy Feet

I call our little Benjamin, Happy Feet. He has a spring in his step, from the moment he pops out of bed. His little gallopping, hopping feet resound on our wooden floors before the sun has seriously considered rising. And once the sun has made an appearance, he drops the whispery tone, and says to his still slumbering daddy or brother, "The sun is up!! Get up!!" He can't fathom anyone not wanting to jump feet first into the new day, regardless of the hour. And believe it or not, he is slowly making an early morning convert out of his mommy.