For some reason, I tend to wake up happy in the morning. I’m not sure why this is, but it has always bugged my wife. She wakes up much like a bear startled by a loud noise in the dead of winter…

It probably doesn’t help that I like to sing in the mornings.

I have a couple of different ditties, but the most popular with the kids is…

Get up, wake up: wake up for your life!
Get up, wake up: wake up for your life!
Get up, wake up: wake up for your life!
Get up, wake up: don’t give up the fight!

Yes, I am a Bob Marley fan. I like to think that he would have been amused by me using Get Up, Stand Up to wake up my toddlers..

A week or two ago, however, I had the tables turned on me. I was lying in bed, feeling sick and sluggish, when N (the three year old) ran into the bedroom.

Climbing on to the bed, he belted it out:

Get up, wake up!
Wake up for your life!
Get up, Hiccup!
Hiccup for your life!

You got it, big guy. I’m getting up.