My son was an early riser. By early, I mean objectively early, 5:30 am on the dot from the time he was six months till 4, at which point, between reading the clock, putting cereal on the table and turning on lights, he was able to manage without me having to get up. The new "late" meant sometime after 6 am, officially 6:30. Now, not only he would get up early, but he would also quite cheerfully announce that it's morning by singing. Or banging out a rhythm. Or belting out a poem. Whichever way, everyone knew pretty early on that he was up and happy to be that way.
Till this morning, when he "again" woke up a bit after six and then proceeded to sing about it, I didn't notice that he was not doing that early morning routine. In fact, he hasn't done it in months. I assumed that he was growing up, finally sleeping in, had to be woken up for school occasionally. But today I realized that he also wasn't singing.
Don't get me wrong, this kid was doing well in school. He wasn't bullied, at least not to the point that you interfere. He was doing his homework and school work. Teachers were not complaining. But this morning, when he broke into his joyous, excessively early song, I realized that he was not happy to get up for the past couple months.
How many grown-ups readily announce that they are not morning people when, really, it's just that you do not want to deal with the upcoming day?
If all that this experiment produces is a child who is happy to get up and go at it, I will consider myself to be successful.