Waiting for Breakfast

I woke up this morning and wanted to go back to sleep. Due to some anxiety and a hint of sadness I laid with my eyes closed just thinking for a good hour or so. Unfortunately the phone rang which woke up Joe Mike and when he's awake-I'm awake. Don't get me wrong, he encourages me to go back to sleep but I'm too interested to see what he's doing and then do it with him. (Is that control freak-ish?) However, I did attempt to drift back off to sleep after he woke up, despite his typical song randitions that he insisted on singing to Lex. It wasn't until he said "I'm hungry, I'm going to get some breakfast!" that my eyes popped open and felt as if they were glued that way. "I want some breakfast too", I thought to myself. Oh how I would enjoy my usual Vanderbilt breakfast that I haven't had the pleasure of indulging in since early last week! A nice biscuit, two pieces of bacon, a slice of sausage and of course a spoonful of eggs sounded just lovely. As Joe Mike edged towards the door to go downstairs and get the deliciousness I warned him not to forget my jelly and if there was no chocolate milk then the deal was off. I need my chocolate milk. So I lay here now, counting the minutes until I get to taste the yummy greatness that awaits me and can't help but wonder if it will be the best part of my day. Then I remember Lex and Joe Mike and how much I love them and look forward to spending time with them. Then it's clear to me...it will be a close race.