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Saturday mornings at our house

May 6, 2006

Saturday morning is always a joyous time here at our house. Most people look forward to Saturday morning as the day they get to sleep in, do what they like….you get the picture. We get the distinct pleasure of being awakened at roughly 6:30 with the question, “Mom, can I watch TV?”

Guess who? It isn’t Allison.

That lasts about….oh, 20 minutes or so…before we hear “When are you guys getting up?” This is the part when it starts to get really good though. Trent climbs in and there’s lots of snuggles. (During the week we don’t have time for morning snuggles, so this is a treat!) Eventually Allison stumbles in and there are four in the bed, until we let Rufus (our cat) come in and then there are five! Before you know it the snuggles turn into tickles, which turn into wrestles, which usually turns into someone getting hurt. We were lucky this morning. No injuries to report.

However, something else interesting happened this morning. Allison and Trent RARELY play together….they are six years apart, different interests….unless there is a third party involved. This morning, as I was fixing breakfast, there was an announcement that Trent and Allison would be a performing a newscast. Together. This would be interesting.

They set up a stage complete with a laptop, a weather map and a desk. Next thing I know Trent emerges from Brett’s closet in Brett’s dress shoes, blue blazer, and tie. He was the weatherman and was swimming in them, but he looked so cute! Together they put on this little newscast with Allison whispering to Trent what to say and him repeating exactly what she said.

Allison: Well weatherman Trent, what kind of weather do we have today? (whispers to Trent: make something up)

Trent: Make something up.

Allison: No, no I mean make something up.

Trent: Make something up.

It was precious. But the best part was when Allison decided to interview the weatherman.

Allison: So weatherman Trent, did you like working with all the technology this morning when you did the weather?

Trent: No, but I tooted in Dad’s closet.

Priceless. I love Saturdays.

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