My children have not had breakfast.
They’ve watched some television but mostly they’ve played outside.
JBelle is riding her bike. (Which is a tremendous accomplishment!)
GMan is wearing last night’s pull-up and yesterday’s stained t-shirt. No shoes.
He’s been playing in the dirt. (No surprises there.)
And what did the GMan ask for when he came in, hungry and dirty and sweaty?
Excuse while I go check for signs of the Apocalypse.