I woke up by Bill handing me a hot cup of coffee in bed. “Good morning!”
An hour later he is yelling up the stairs to the teenagers:” You girls, get up- now- both of you!”
I’m pondering what these two different ways of waking us up really means… I hope it doesn’t mean that I better get the good treatment because I might be the one who will hand harsh treatment right back ?? 😀
He knows it’s going to take some getting used to getting up and go to work/school next week. He is taking the consequence. He is right.