We figured they would all sleep in come morning. Jay hates to get up for school at 6:30 each morning. For a kid who likes school you would think he was going to the dentist to have a root canal when we tried to roust him from morning slumber. You can guess what time he was up on a non-school day. At 6:30 our door squeaked, and he and Gracie tromped into our dark room with light sabers blazing asking the Force for breakfast ice cream. Note in the picture it is still almost dark outside. In retrospect we should have offered him ice cream for breakfast on school days.
Norah cut a few teeth in the last couple days. She is feeling a lot better.
Only one more day to go. We have short-timer syndrome and I am particularly antsy to get home.
After ice cream, Norah leaning back in her lounge chair.
All in all a good week.
Gulf weather is strange for a desert dweller. The pleasant breeze was from the Gulf of Mexico last night. When we went to bed it was 74 degrees. When we got up it was still 74. Three hours later a stiff wind blusters from the north, the temp has dropped perhaps twenty degrees, wind chill probably adds a feel like an additional ten degree drop, and the sky is intermittently spitting a wintery rain.
2 comments:
Yum, ice cream for breakfast!
that is seriously the cutest story i've heard all week! what a great memory....ice cream for breakfast!
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