When Jonas wakes up in the morning, I hear some little footsteps upstairs. And then he sits at the top of the stairs for a couple minutes before he comes down. I don’t know, thinking about whether to ask for “juice” or “juice” or “juice” for breakfast? Unlike his mom, he doesn’t like change much.

One morning last week I was prepared to capture the unbearably cute little sleepyhead before he made his way downstairs. I just want to reach into the screen and hug the little guy!