From the beginning, as I released Guinness from his crate each morning,
I had the routine of singing this rousing ditty:
Good morning, good morning, good morning,
I hope you’re feeling fine.
Good morning, good morning, good morning,
It’s time to rise and shine.
It’s time to get up, you sleepyhead.
It’s time to get up, get out of bed.
Good morning, good morning, good morning,
I hope your feeling fine.
(from Bullfrogs and Butterflies)
Now that he no longer sleeps in the crate, it is Daddy who usually is first to get up with him in the morning. As soon as I awake, he demands that I sing to him! He won’t leave me alone unless I sing, staring into his eyes and petting him as he sinks to the floor exposing his tummy for rubs.
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