When my two children were growing up, every morning I’d go into each of their rooms to wake them up for school. Tiptoeing over to their windows, I'd open the blinds, and then exclaim — “OHHH!”
“WHAAAT?” they’d ask, sitting up, trying to focus their sleepy eyes.
“OH, MY!” I’d say, looking out — “WE’VE BEEN GIVEN ANOTHER DAY ON PLANET EARTH!”
“Ma-ummm!” they’d reply, sliding back down into their beds, pulling their cozy comforters around them.
These days, I greet MY mornings — first thing!— by expressing that same proclamation:
"THANK YOU FOR ANOTHER DAY ON PLANET EARTH!"