I am an early bird by nature. I go to bed early and get up early - always have, always will. However, 6:15 is pushing it, even for me, and that's when Wesley woke up this morning. By 6:30 he was demanding his breakfast, but I didn't have the heart to make pancakes and eggs before 7:00. I figured half a banana would tide him over. Apparently my plan worked too well. At 7:00 I went into the kitchen to make his breakfast and he wouldn't eat a single bite of it! Please don't tell me we are going to have one of those mornings.
As I'm typing this, Wesley is being a puppy and wiping his nose on the entertainment center. Not exactly the entertainment I had in mind. Oh well, just think of all the chores I should be able to get done before I go to work this afternoon. Or I could play Zuma for awhile. Hummm....tough choice. While I try to figure it out, take a peek at the cute pictures of Wesley playing with all his ducks last night. Thank goodness he doesn't remember that we've lost two.
He "quacks" me up. How about you?
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