Breakfast
Anne doesn’t go into work until late in the day on Thursdays, so she usually sleeps in and I get up with the kids, get them ready for school, and all that jazz.
So this morning, after I took them to school, I came home, and made Anne breakfast while she was asleep. Strawberry waffles, freshly ground coffee and OJ (the drink, not the murderer and drug dealer).
It was awesome. After we ate, we walked Ferris, who chased birds and attacked sprinklers, then went and watched Ryan’s school play.
It’s been a good day. If you haven’t, make your wife breakfast some time. It’s cool.
