Monday mornings are the worst, I wake up to hear my alarm clock ringing in my ears, I turn it off not wanting to hear anymore.
10 minutes to wake up snuggling down into my lavender scented duvet, five minutes later I decide to get up because I have to wake up the boys.
I jumped out of bed slipping on my fuzzy slippers. I strutted into Luke's room and jumped on top of him suffocating him with my weight.
"Luke" I dragged out "Luke!" I said more firmly "wha-at" he said "time to get up" I replied
"Okay okay... give me 5minutes" he said sitting up and rubbing his dusty brown hair and rubbing the sleep out of his blue eyes.
I made my way into Austins room which is the room next door I jumped on him as well.
"Demi" he said firmly, "If you don't get off me in 5 seconds, lets just say you'll be crying from laughter".
I knew what he was going to do, he was going to tickle me. I remember the last time I was tickled I had a really bad stitch from laughing so hard I cried.