Here I sit – maybe regretting the fact that I wrote about Avery understanding weekends last Saturday.  Avery has been up since sometime before six this morning.  Normally, I honestly would not care because Avery’s early-birdness is an excuse for me to get some exercise in. 

This morning though?  Not fun.  The reason?  It is called "1am".  1am as in the time we went to bed last night after doing a little partying with friends.  Good idea?  At the time yes because it was a load of fun.  Right now?  My body is telling me that it might not have been the best idea.  Maybe I will try to exercise a little … ok, probably not this morning.

Moral of the story?  Leave your kid with someone for the night when you want to go out drinking.  That ensures no early mornings with only 5 hours of sleep.