Loud refrains heard since 5:20a from youngest child’s room:

Where ARE you, mommy?
Have a big poopie, mommy!
Come see me, mommy!
MOM-my, Mom-MY!

Approximately 250 times, poopie claim was a lie, result=tired, peeved to the max mommy who is now fuming, albeit very tiredly, in bed.

If this is not how your morning commenced, please give some thanks.