A breakfast without children…


Means a soft velvet chair and no table.  No mess, no screams, and time to stare out the window.  Had an adult conversation without interruption. Sometimes it’s okay to have a little me time.  I do love me some velvet chair seat at 7am. Unfortunately, I’m  still programmed to rise with the sun.  Thank you my little monsters!

P.S. I’m thankful for this moment, but don’t want it everyday…I thrive in chaos.


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