So how do we do this? This morning I was woken by my son who was eagerly looking forward to taking a little row-boat out in the bay that is just metres from our house. I have a confession to make. I am not a morning person. It takes me a while to orientate to what is going on. I have a routine in the mornings: Shower, Berocca, Breakfast, Coffee, Quiet Time.  After this routine, my inner world feels able to engage with the world. So as my bleary eyes opened to the sight of my enthusiastic son, I have to confess I was a bit lost as to how…