In the morning.

Sometimes my family gets together at 7-sharp on Sundays to visit.  And sometimes we visit for a very long time.  And sometimes after these visits, Granny decides to let all her grandchildren sleep at her house.

Which you would find strange.  Because we all live right by her.

And sometimes after such a statement, there arises a cheer from said grandchildren, and we rush to get our things and go to Granny's.  And sometimes we stay up even later talking some more.  And sometimes we eventually fall asleep.  Sometimes...

And in the morning, Gramma always makes her world-famous pancakes and Grandpa always fixes eggs or sausage.  And we children always crowd into one room—laying across each other, and being awfully goofy—because there just shouldn't be room for all of us to watch a movie...

And sometimes I am, by far, too old to be part of such traditions.

Sometimes.  But not today.   :)