Lately it seems like every Saturday starts earlier and earlier. Our son is an early riser and even though we do not take him out of his crib when he wakes up and talks to himself, we are awoken bright and early by his meaningful ramblings.
We find that we are up and dressed long before most places are open. (We are quite thankful for our friends @Starbucks). We have the potential to accomplish more before 10:00 am on a Saturday than most people do in a weekend. Occasionally our timing works and we can. But usually it is a lot of in between times so we play on the swings or walk around the neighborhood.
We we cannot complain because our son wakes up happy. And he is quite happy to see us, but we would love to know what sleeping in until 7:00 am actually feels like. Those days are way in our distant future...