One thing I applaud about my daughter is her ability to spread sunshine in the morning.
Okay - some mornings it starts a bit early and could be dimmed a little but compared to the opposite I will take the sunshine every time.
Today I had a taste of that.
We just spent a wonderful long weekend away. I got to stay with my sister and her brood.
'Salina usually gets to stay in Dash's room. This is much loved by both Dash and 'Salina (most of the time) - however there is just one problem with this arrangement. 'Salina got her early morning sunshine gene from her grandfather - Dash did not receive such a blessing. Well, either that or the definition of "early morning" gets skewed.
Either way, 'Salina's habit of rising at the crack of dawn = Dash's rising at the crack of dawn = The Little Woman rising at the crack of dawn = total meltdown in the BushBabe stables.
So we finally did what has been threatened for a long time, and moved 'Salina to another part of the house. Of course, we did it with minimal grief at the outset by having the kids all worn out from too much local show and long drives home in separate cars.
It worked - of course, all three children still woke up hideously early, but they all managed to show us a few rays!
My mother had bought a birthday present for 'Salina and wanted to give it to her early (by about 6 months) as 'Salina is going great guns with reading time and it is very much horse-themed. 'Salina is in LOVE with the new clock.
There are only two drawbacks to it. One is that it is set for the right time, and we know how I love to mess about with the universe in 'Salina's room.
The other is that it has an alarm.
Today we experienced that wonder.
It is an experiment that I do not wish to ever take part in again.
Miss Sunshine was nowhere to be found - an evil time-wasting child came and took her place. As the alarm was set early enough to wave V off for work I had plenty of time to experience this new phenomenon.
V didn't go to work today as he feels the effects of some mysterious lurgy. I hope it is not what my sister had last week.
I also hope that any mysterious lurgy had nothing to do with the gremlin I dealt with this morning.
I was forced into one of the motherhood roles that I truly despise.
I had to NAG.
I had to crack the whip on every single step of getting ready this morning. My wonderful child is normally dressed, fed and ready a good half-hour before the school bus arrives under her own steam.
I had to breath fire to get any steam to appear this morning - and when it did come through, it was entirely misdirected.
Note to the logical part of 'Salina's brain: Saying "I know" in a sarcastic manner to your mother when she has advised you (for the hundredth time) what needs to happen in the dwindling minutes will not change the status quo - but it will change the status of any priveleges in the forseeable future.
And if her logical brain is still not back any time this week - its okay, I have written it in large letters on the whiteboard to remind her.
I didn't get a goodbye kiss or wave this morning. She didn't get brushed hair. I hope that the monster leaves her body by the time I see her again this afternoon, else it will be a very long day.