I have tried to tell my kids that we aren’t allowed to get up in the morning before the sun, but it just insn’t working. They insist on waking each other and me up at the butt crack of dawn. It would be ok if I had just a quarter of the energy that they do at that hour, or if they would let me rest on the couch. Oh no, they insist on having breakfast and their cups at that ungodly hour! Coffee has become my best friend, and that is sad.