in the wee small hours of the morning

6:35 : My alarm goes off
6:40 : My alarm goes off again and I roll out of bed, throwing on whatever clothes are on the floor next to my feet
6:41 : I walk downstairs, taking note of what hurts as the stairs creak, usually my ankles and back
6:42 : I walk over and turn on the record player. These first few weeks of school have been all about Harvest Moon.
6:43 : Coffee gets started and I lean into the counter staring off into space after I open the kitchen window. One is already awake and we say sleepy good mornings.
6:50 : He comes downstairs after waking two of the children
6:51 : He flops onto the couch and I bring two cups of coffee over for us
6:52 : We keep each other warm and talk about our night or our day
7:00 : We hear movement upstairs and toilets flushing, then footsteps on the stairs. One leaves to catch a ride
7:01 : He gets up to start breakfast, I get up to pack lunches and give sleepy hugs and kisses
7:15 : We eat
7:25 : He clears the table, I brush her hair and tie her shoes and remind them to fill up their water bottles
7:30 : He goes upstairs to wake up Mckenna
7:40 : I remind them about their water bottles again and we head to the car
8:00 : He leaves as I am coming home, I wait for him to back out of the driveway, we wave
8:01 : I clean up the kitchen, reheat my coffee
8:15 : He gets home, we start the rest of the day