Alex woke up on the wrong side of the bed this morning. He was not at all pleased that I had made eggs for Mary's breakfast instead of pancakes. I told him I'd made pancakes tomorrow, but that wasn't really good enough for him. He also hates taking Mary to school in the mornings so he wasn't thrilled with that either. After we said our family prayer I sent him and Mary to get their coats while I woke Adam up. I got Adam up and then realized Alex was missing. I found him in his room back in bed with no shoes on. I told him he needed to get up so we could take Mary and he said, "I just can't take it anymore."

I did my best not to laugh at him, although maybe I should have. It might have actually made him happier this morning. Fortunately, he's doing much better now.