Last weekend I was awakened by my son.  He was standing right in front of my face.  This is how the conversation went down:

Boy: “Mommy, the bird’s are making noise, it’s time to wake up!”

Me (in a very low whisper, I’m surprised he could even hear): “Sweetie, the bird’s wake up before Mommy does so go play in your bedroom.”

Even though all I wanted to do was go back to sleep, I couldn’t help but chuckle at my cutie’s sense of logic and got out of bed.  Admit it, you would’ve done the same thing – it was, afterall, 7:30am (well, really 8:30 because of the time change, but who’s counting?).