On mornings when I have felt particularly tired I try to repeat "Greet the day!" to myself.
That gets me out of bed and down the hall...
But my son's mantra really fills me with the kind of wonder that I am looking for.
Every morning when I enter his room, he stands in his crib and asks, "What day is this?"
Truly asking from a place of wonder and excitement.
For him, days are "playdate day" or "school day" or "garbage truck day".....
So simple. So full of possibilities.
