Cookies in the morning.

Good Morning
Its 6 a.m. I have the oven baking a few of Steve's breakfast cookies.
Unable to get to them yesterday and awake this early morn just worked out perfectly.
He was completely out of them.
Last evening found me in migraine around 5:30 and so in the middle of boiling the pot of water for spaghetti the sofa cradled my head until I said uncle and laid down in bed. That is where my darling found me. He finished up an easy supper and sleep found me until around 8:45 or so. That is when the children are in bed or getting there. The antibiotics are giving me a go at the simple pleasures of life, like not puking:)
Dove did not make it so around 9:30 my little angle came in and said hello and was obviously stressed at the thought of sleep. She spoke of a friend who says up until 2 a.m. on purpose. Asking her her thought on it she just wished she could sleep. So I went in to lay by her, the praise was that the migraine had subsided enough that I was able. I awoke at 5 a.m. Now showered and ahead of the day a little bit.
I smell the cookies baking and think that the expression on Steve's face will be dear. I love that I am up and dressed.
At 10 this morning I have the other half of the root canal on the infected tooth. They ran into calcification. The roots were filled with chloroform in hopes to soften it enough to be able to do a complete root canal. I am so praying for this. Another day praying for the staff, those who are tending my body. The very least, and the most I can offer them is the intercession. This is how I made it through so many many root canals. Eyes,mind off of me and onto them. It makes me realize how very good my life is.

Better get to lunches and to take the cookies out of the oven. Wow fresh cookies in the morning.
I wish you could all breath in the oatmeal and cinnamon.