Mornings can vary so much at our place. Having 2 small people who now mostly sleep through each night has made mornings a much more pleasant affair (and something I'm savouring at the moment). Adelaide is usually the first to wake and being in a cot, she usually calls out for someone to come get her (thankfully that is usually Tim at the moment!). She comes in for a snuggle in our bed, and the very occasional snooze before the footsteps of Max can be heard coming down the hall.
Max has inherited my morning habits of wanting to stay in bed for a snuggle as long as possible. We often send Addie out to turn the heater on now the mornings are so cold. It is a gas heater so only needs the flick of a switch to get the 'fire' started.
It is a cosy looking fireplace that is safe-to-touch for the small people in the house.
From here on in the morning descends into typical breakfast chaos that is filled with strange food requests, occasional eating, lots of smearing (usually weatbix), glances at the paper (that's all you need when it's the Sunday Tasmanian...straight to Peter Cundall's gardening column), pots of tea, bottles of our fruit, jars of homemade jam, occasionally freshly bake bread, all accompanied by lots of chatter and so begins another day!
More morning rituals over here.