Early Praise
MY SON MADE ME a morning person. Before him, I liked to stay up late and sleep in until the last possible minute, allowing enough time on a weekday to leisurely putter around the kitchen, grind and brew coffee, and peruse the newspaper. I’d shower in silence (and without interruption), then ponder what the heck to wear that day. While I didn’t accomplish a ton, I had time to do everything I wanted to. Kids have a funny way of changing all that. The adjustment was tricky at first. I set aside most of my needs (except for coffee) to tend to his. But as he’s grown older, I’ve also grown to love waking up early. I look forward to those moments when our home is still quiet, before the day…