I went to bed earlier than I have been, set the alarm for 6:50, and almost beat Calvin to the day. He came into my room at 6:20, and I had him crawl in bed with me so he wouldn't wake his brother up. He fell back asleep until shortly before the alarm went off, and I didn't even hit the snooze. (Holla!) He and I got up and made muffins for everyone. Jude rolled out of bed at 8:00 (which is an hour and a half later than usual), and my teen daughter is still snoozing.
I feel great already about my day, although I fear a crash mid afternoon.
But I did it. I got up early.
And I'm going to try and do it again tomorrow.