I have a growing kid with me and he is my inspiration in getting up every morning. Well literally, I have to be up to prepare his breakfast. He is an early riser and the first thing he does is check on what his first meal of the day is gonna be like and it takes a lot of creativity and imagination to make his most-loved part of the day special. I take effort in preparing his food, like thinking of a theme to excite him more. Just like this morning, we had Hawaiian theme for breakfast. We had pineapple as part of the meal, decorated with pieces of what looked like coconut trees and some flowers. For that, I really had to get up from bed--early.
In a more serious tone, and here comes the cheesy part, I get up for him because he is growing up so fast and I do not want to miss a single happening in his life. I play with him and we do some coloring and some dancing in the rain and his laughter I won't miss for the world. I just have to be there to witness all that, and more. By the time he grows up, it won't be the same. But at least, when he was young and was still with me, I know I did not miss a thing.