Breakfast

Many, many mornings I end up eating breakfast at the little red table with Michael. This morning it was Rob and the sight made me smile. Michael was alternating between bites and pushing Ella in the wagon, so she's only momentarily abandoned there.

d  – (11:38 PM)  

I love this, I swear kids are such social eaters.

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