I hope that you all enjoyed the little glimpse into Eric's mind, but here we are back to Sookie's POV, and we get the introduction of the kids coming in now as well!
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SPOV
As per usual, the morning alarm went off much too early for my liking but with the same reluctance that happened each and every single morning, I slowly dragged myself out of bed – the very same bed that had taken me almost half an hour to get into due to the fact Sam had sprawled out all over it.
And was still snoring away. It was almost as if the alarm had absolutely no effect on whatsoever.
I just sighed before heading off to the bathroom to pee and clean myself up – you know, doing things like cleaning my teeth and washing my face, before slipping on my dressing gown and heading down the hall to wake up the kids – well, the three elder kids – Neal, Jennings and Adele who each had to get ready for school, I always planned to let baby Adele sleep in for as long as possible so that she wouldn't be such a little grumpy guts later on – after all, what fifteen month old didn't need as much sleep as it was possible? What human being didn't?
"But Mom …. Please. Just give me another five minutes" Neal said, rolling over in the bed and pulling the duvet cover firmly up over his head, before attempting to go back to bed.
"Neal, you need to get up for school please" I said, folding my arms across my chest and preparing for battle right there and then in the middle of my fourteen year old's bedroom.
"Please mom ..." he practically begged me.
"No. You need to get up now Neal. The school bus will be coming in three quarters of an hour, and you still need to get your PE kit packed up" I reminded him. I usually asked the kids to get everything ready for school the night before, since it meant that they could sleep on for another fifteen or twenty minutes in the morning, but Neal's PE uniform had been put into the washing machine the night before, due to the fact that Neal also had had football practice yesterday, for which he needed his PE kit, so I had allowed him to prepare it just before he left for school.
"Okay, Okay! I'm up" Neal snapped, firmly throwing the covers off of himself and then stomping like the teenager he was to the bathroom. I just followed him out of the room and went down the landing into Jennings' bedroom, and Neal's twin brother couldn't have been easier to awaken.
He was literally bouncing out of bed. Huh. I wonder what had got him in such a rush, I thought to myself but before I could give myself any proper time to ponder the thought, Adele began to cry from her crib.
A woman's work is honestly never done.
"Awe, Addy. What has gotten my little baby all worked up this morning" I said, after opening up door number three, I saw that my fifteen month old was standing up on her own two feet, with her hands gripping the bars on the cot, and sad tears flowing from her eyes.
I guessed that my baby had been up for quite the while before I had heard her wailing.
"My poor wee soldier" I said to her, walking into the room and picking Adele up, cuddling her close to my chest and she began to settle down, her small body still making those whimpering noises, and her whole body still heaving slightly from the tears.
I then went on to wake up my eleven year old, Jillian Tara, who was surprisingly easy to wake up – for once, before heading back into my own room – where my dutiful husband was still asleep. I rolled my eyes at the sight before waking him up too.
"Sam, honey. Don't you think that you should get up? Maybe head into the bar a little bit earlier on today, get some things sorted out before I come in later on?" I asked him, still cuddling Adele close to me.
"No" he grunted out, opening his eyes long enough to answer me and then turned right back over in the bed, pulling the sheets firmly up over the top of himself. I rolled my eyes.
"Daddy is being a lazy boy this morning isn't he, Addy?" I whispered to my youngest daughter, before putting her down on my side of the bed.
"Don't roll over Sam, Adele is sitting beside you" I said to him, and only received a grunt from him.
Brilliant.
After quickly changing from my pajamas into a pair of jeans and a t-shirt, I helped Adele down off the bed, and grabbed a hold of her hand, encouraging her to walk down the landing back to her bedroom. There the two of us picked out some clothes for her to wear – which turned out to be leggings and a t-shirt, and while we were in there, I heard the sounds of the shower start so I knew one of the kids had made it in there.
And by the sounds of it, there was at least one of the kids downstairs – and with any luck, they would be making their own breakfast too and gathering up their school things.
Before we knew it, it was time for the older children to leave for the bus, at which time Adele and I took off for Merlotte's. And Sam was still in bed. Even though Merlotte's Bar & Grill had started serving breakfasts a couple of years ago.
Some great fucking boss he was, I said to myself as I pulled up in the car park, and carefully unbuckled my belt, as well as Addy's.
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