We are NOT morning people

This morning, I had a lot of trouble getting out of bed. It's a typical Monday morning where the bed is so nice and warm and work seems like a cold and scary place. Stephen and I have started carpooling to work so we needed to leave early today. After pushing sleep for the fourth time and Stephen asking for the 200th time "Are you going to get up?", I drag myself out of bed. I got dressed and ate a bowl of cereal and decided I better get Miley up.

I slowly open her door and she's laying on her tummy with her head facing the door. She slowly opens one eye then quickly pushes her face in the mattress. She then grabs her bed rails and stretches her legs all the way out. I walk over to her and rub her back telling her to wake up. She swats my hand and screams "Noooooo, my nigh nigh". Then shoves her face back into the mattress and grabs back onto her bed rail. I try again but this time she puts a death grip on her bed and says "My nigh nigh!" And again her whole face goes into the mattress like she's an ostrich or something and I can no longer see her. I started laughing so hard, it made my day. I wonder if I can do that tomorrow when Stephen tries to wake me up. I'll just grab hold of the head board and scream "NOOOOOOO!!! My bed."