So, 4 am - Thumper gets me up. "Maow, feed me."
Stumble into kitchen, "You have food." I add a scoop.
4:30 am - Tap, tap, "Maow, let's play." I roll over. "Go away." She stands on me, then LEAPS onto Mommy's stomache. "Oof!" Now everyone's up. Cat leaves.
5 am - Zoomies. I can hear the carpet runner in the hall sliding. I cringe for the crash of the Christmas tree that doesn't come. (Last night anyway, she still has time...)
6 am - I wake up with the little sweetie snuggled up right up against me.