Anyone who knows me even half-way well knows that I am NOT a morning person. I prefer to start my days quietly… with a cup of hot tea and quiet conversation.
Last trip tho, a certain little monkey spent the night with Grandpa and Grandma…and subsequently… us.
After a tiny knock at the door, the little monkey climbed up for a morning cuddle.
Who could resist?
Pretty soon she was chattering away…
…with waving hands and a few bounces thrown in.
When I finished my cuppa, it was time for a bit of “Peter Rabbit” until Grandma called us all down for breakfast.
What a beautiful way to wake up in the morning (even if I did almost have some little toes in my hot tea!).