The Perfect Fit

JAC never received the memo about the time change.  Lately he has been waking up at dark thirty.  Everything JAC does is accompanied by lots of noise and his morning ritual starts with loud banging as he attempts to break down his door.  The ruckus inspires an instant groan from his parents.  We roll out of bed groggily and wish for two more hours of sleep.  JAC in turn comes barreling upstairs - blanket in hand and shouts, "MORNING!"  I prefer to start the morning with a quiet Bible study and coffee.  It goes without saying that this exuberant new routine has been hard to get used to.

Lately JAC has been demanding the same thing every morning. He wants to be wrapped up in a blanket and he wants us to turn on ESPN. This kid loves watching sports. Last night he was deeply hurt that he couldn't stay up to watch Monday Night Football. This morning we both curled up on the couch and watched hours of college basketball. We ate dry multi-grain Cheerios and the rain poured down outside. I couldn't help but be overwhelmingly thankful. I am so glad JAC loves sports and not some horrendous childrens' singalong show. He is the perfect fit for our sports loving family.