DAY ONE ??:?? — I wake up to Little Bun eying me in bed, unsure if he should “wake” me up by jumping on me (he is also not sure where I am, as the duvet is all curled
DAY ONE ??:?? — I wake up tired. I feel like I need a tiny bit more sleep but 7-ish seems to be my sweet spot. 7:20 a.m. — I work on the blog, then make a cup of tea after I am
DAY ONE ??:?? — I wake up and instinctively want to log into work for status calls but realize I am still on holiday. 8:25 a.m. — It can be hard to not work for me, when I am o
DAY ONE ??:?? — I wake up to Little Bun staring at my face like a psycho. LOL… He was just checking to see if I were awake, but there is no way I can even sleep with him aw
DAY ONE ??:?? — I wake up to Little Bun grabbing his pillow, blanket, and shuffling his way over to me. He plops his cute pillow down beside me, snuggles up and I hold him close.
DAY ONE ??:?? — I wake up to the sound of Little Bun crying softly. I panic, and crawl over to him – What’s wrong? Little Bun: I MISS BEING BESIDE YOU *sobbing* (We s
DAY ONE ??:?? — I wake up with Little Bun and we head out in the living room while I make a tea and he starts on his work. 6:00 a.m. — I hand him a geography quiz on Canada. He
DAY ONE ??:?? — I wake up snuggling with Little Bun. 5:40 a.m. — I log in and work. It is actually 6 a.m. but it is 5 after daylight savings. It sort of throws me off. It feels