Saturday Mornings

After Michael and I got married, we had to make a deal about Saturday mornings. I love going to bed early and getting up early, but Michael is the complete opposite. For some reason, we never discussed this before we got married and ended up discovering it on our honeymoon! Anyway, before Macy was born, I was usually up by 7 am at the latest and I had to promise Michael I would let him sleep until 9 am on Saturdays. I would clean, do laundry, and just wait for 9 o'clock to roll around so I could wake Michael up and I would always have breakfast ready to help him get out of bed. Now that Macy is here and I don't have a job, I actually don't get up that early anymore, but it's still earlier than Michael. I'm finding out that Macy is taking after her Daddy and yesterday I was waiting for both Michael and Macy to get up. Michael got woken up at 9 am (sharp) and Macy didn't wake up until about 9:45 am. Here's a couple of pics of my sleeping beauties: (I was secretly hoping the flash might wake them up, but it didn't :)