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My morning routine goes like this: I wake up 10 to 30 minutes before my alarm goes off, feeling rested. I grab something small to eat, like a granola bar, and water to have with my pain medicine for my kneeā€”it hurts pretty bad by the time I wake up. Around then my daughter Marie starts making noise, and I grab her from her crib; get her water and breakfast, usually yogurt; and I turn on Winnie the Pooh for her in exchange for a hug, kiss, and please in sign language. While she is enjoying the show, I start brewing coffee in a French press and do my physical therapy exercises. I drink my coffee while watching the rest of Pooh with Marie. It is great.

I have never liked mornings until I settled into this routine. A big part of that, I am sure, is getting more than the four or five hours of sleep a night I used to get. Feeling rested in the morning is good for my mental health. But, more importantly, I enjoy having one-on-one time with my daughter.

I know this routine can't last forever, but I am going to enjoy the hell out of it while I can.

Off to a late start, I am publishing this article half way into February. I planned on writing the 2015 In Review article and this article before the end of last year, but I finished the year with a shattered patella. I followed that with surgery to repair my knee

The year 2015 was an eventful one. Between a new member of the family, significant birthdays and anniversary, and a job change I had my hands full. It was a challenging and rewarding year. The biggest event was the birth of my third daughter, Leora Ripley. She is beautiful like