Dad thinks it’s a neat idea to wake up at five in the morning and speak loudly to himself. He also thinks it’s good to repeat his words so many times that he makes a mini record every five minutes.

He thinks it’s very amusing for us to wake up listening to his charming baritone and welcome the day with arms wide open.

But that is really not the case.

We can easily sleep an hour more, if not for his insistent chattering in the morning.

He will come and ask us, when we are sleeping so deeply that it feels like his voice is a part of an on-going dream, if we would like to have tea. And he will ask again and again until we realize its not really papa in our dreams, but papa in real life.

We tell him a loud NO, being as polite as we can. But then that’s not where it ends, he will ask us what is the reason behind this great mystery. Why will we not want to sip some hot and delicious tea at five in the morning? I think he knows that we just crave to sleep some more.

I even think that this is his technique for vendetta. Because I have noticed that the days when we have behaved well and slept early, we wake up by ourselves and there is no one insisting for tea.  This could even be his new hobby.

*shudder*