Usually around 6:30 or 7:00 I start to hear little baby sounds emanating from the room across the hall. Thats my cue, but sometimes I can get away with a few more minutes of sleep before I get her up for the day. She kicks and coos and entertains herself while I wake myself up. She is like a tiny, happy snooze button. When I finally get in there to pick her up, she looks you right in the eyes and give you the most sincere, and gummy, little smile. Good morning indeed.
Sometimes she gets super excited about it all and her legs start to pump and her arms start to wave. She greets the day with everything she's got. If your whole body isn't joyfully flailing about, I gotta say, I think you're doing mornings wrong.