I'm tired this morning. I woke the kids up and asked what they want for breakfast. They wanted oatmeal, but not the way I make it, Mom has to make it. On my second visit to their room, they tell me they are waiting for Mom to come in before they really get out of bed.
If it weren't for a conference call I need to be on at eight, I'd have gone back to sleep. Instead, I'm stubbornly sitting in bed and being annoyed I can't go back to sleep.