Quiet Mornings

I love early mornings when everyone is still asleep. I turn the light on dim, and read, sip tea, sit an enjoy the quiet. Or, in this case, blog about quiet mornings. Emma is tangled in her 3 million blankets, Keenan is sleeping snugly next to the quilt from his Grantie Jamie, and Brent is snoring away. It's a time to count my many blessings; my favorites are snoozing upstairs.