Feeling peevish at 5:40a is no way to start the day

Really?! Jack is off his sleep cycle and was counting loudly at 5:37a this morning. I woke up as he reached SIXTY-NINE in a very loud voice. Simultaneously, Oliver was awakened by the loud enumerating and started calling out, in quite the sing-songy voice I might add, for mommy, milk and “wash hands IN the SINK.” From what I can discern in my irked, hazy, head-buried-in-pillow state, Jack is now doing some sort of construction in his room, and O is singing and threatening a poopie.And the day begins…