It is dark. Tate woke up at the buttcrack of dawn saying "eat", which I thought he was saying "itch" (eczema on his legs) until "WAFFLE" was said very clearly at 5:10a!! Oh yea, he went back to bed...only for an hour.
I was making Halloween shaped pancakes (we're out of waffles) before my eyes were even open. I know, Halloween is over, BUT THEY ARE SO COOL!
The pic is blurry, but this is how he wakes up every morning. He melts down in the evening, don't be mistaken, but he is alllll smiles at the break of day.