sleepy heads

The girls and I woke up our boys at 9 this morning. We went upstairs to get Daddy with a cup of coffee for him and as we passed E's room I peeked in and saw legs and arms moving all around. He was up there playing happily. I scooped him up and brought him into our room where the girls were bouncing on the bed to get daddy up. Into the madness I had to bring him. Hard to decide whether he would rather enjoy the peace of his bed a little longer or be included in on the craziness. I sometimes battle with it myself, do I want to go join in on the fun John and the girls are having or would I rather steal a few minutes for myself??? A lot of times the answer is both. Want my cake and eat it too. I feel very lucky that I have that decision to make.