Playing with them is something I don’t get to do much of. I have to squeeze it in when I can.
One of those times I can squeeze it in is first thing in the morning. I have fond memories of my sister and I piling into my parents’ bed on the weekends to snuggle and play and tickle and laugh. Since my dad was always an early riser, our only chance was weekends.
Since Mac and I are NOT early risers, but Nemo and Mabel ARE, they pretty much come into our bed every single morning to snuggle and play and tickle and laugh.
Mabel pretends she’s jumping into a pool by jumping onto our blue comforter. Nemo plays peek-a-boo with a blanket or a burp cloth. There’s just roughhousing and merrymaking- although some mornings Mac and I are only half awake to experience it.
On mornings that I have an early meeting or there is a doctor’s appointment that alters our schedule, I really miss our morning snuggle times.
It may not be ideal, or educational, or long enough, or often enough, but it is quality play time with my kids and I cherish it.
Snuggling with these two is an excellent way to start a day.