three boys stomp by…

the little one falling behind…

they demand breakfast…

but first they have to pee…

so they stand on either side of the toilet while the little one looks on… when he is taller he will most likely join in..

I get the croissants out…

General Grievous brings me the peanut butter…

Obi wan runs away with the jar’s top…

Food in hand we head to the living room…

I am informed that I should close my eyes…

Why? I ask…

So that I don’t see what is starting on tv… I don’t like the show… so of course the best solution is for me to close my eyes while they watch it…

ahh…. the logic of a six year old…

mornings like this make me smile…