Father's Day

I was treated to a special breakfast this morning. I feel so special. I was really tired, so this morning was one of the few mornings I actually slept in. Not that that kept Spawn from taking precautionary measures to make sure I didn't come out early and see the special breakfast. She built one of her special stuffed animal walls to keep me sequestered.

I wanted to try to get a photo before she knocked it down, but when I woke up at about 7:35 AM I spent a few minutes reading, then headed into the bathroom to shave. Breakfast was ready while I was shaving (bad timing on my part), and Spawn knocked down the wall. Here's the architect in the middle of her freshly destroyed creation.



And the component parts:



The breakfast itself was amazing. Bubbles is a sweetheart. She doesn't care for breakfast, so making something like this was a big sacrifice. I feel loved. You can see a freshly cut rose (which was delicious), tomato juice (love it!), orange juice (also a favorite), home made waffles (no mixes), cheese and bacon scrambled eggs on toast, bacon and sausage. Artery clogging goodness. Given that we don't do this almost ever, it's a real treat that shouldn't do us any harm.



I feel loved. What a great day!

Grasshoppers and breakfast

No, they're not related. I don't eat grasshoppers or steal their breakfasts.

This morning I went forth to brave the heat and mow the lawn. Mother nature had a nice surprise for me: no heat! She knows I don't like it, so she's being kind so far this Summer. Could be the lack of sunspot activity noted in the news, because apparently the entire planet is enjoying a cooler summer. Whatever it is, I'm good with it for very selfish reasons.

Afterward I had to finish cutting up some junk so it would fit in our garbage can for pick up (done, yay!).

On my way back from clean up, I happened upon a grasshopper. Well, Spawn is big into grasshoppers right now. Into a jar he or she went (I don't know how to tell gender on a grasshopper) and I brought it in for Spawn, who was thrilled.

I discussed it with Spawn. We could keep the grasshopper, and it would eventually die, or we could set it free. She said she wanted to watch it for a while then let it go, but she did not want it to die. She's a very soft-hearted child. I approve.

So this afternoon Spawn and I headed out to the front lawn and set "Crickety" free. Crickety didn't seem very grateful, but it survived its day of human captivity.

Spawn also spilled the beans that there's a special father's day breakfast in the offing tomorrow. Sneaky. The only problem is that I'm the earliest riser, so I'm under strict orders to stay in bed until they get their sneakiness done. Looks like I'll be getting through a few pages of "The Real George Washington."





I kind of wish I were calling my own dad tomorrow, but since the conclusion of the unpleasantness earlier this year, we haven't spoken, and probably won't ever again. I'm resigned to that, as he was happy to set aside my family's safety and say some nasty things about me, but it's my first year without a father. I'll pray a bit more, I guess. There's one Father who doesn't fail.

It's Waffle Time

It's waffle time. Spawn has been asking for them for a few weeks, but we've been so busy I haven't been able to do it. She likes Eggo waffles fine, but she likes homemade Belgian waffles better. So, I whipped out the recipe and made them. Spawn and Bubbles are enjoying now. I'll have one after they're all done cooking.

We went for a walk this morning and Spawn and I were doing a bit of running and fast walking. Unfortunately she hit some uneven pavement and fell pretty hard. It looks like she's okay, but her hands were stinging for a while. Naturally, having your child crying isn't a happy thing. I picked her up, put her on my shoulders and rushed her home so we could wash her hands and check for anything serious. Poor Bubbles got left a little behind. Spawn is fine, of course. Thank goodness.

Her Kindergarten completion ceremony was yesterday, and it was nice to see her confident and advancing. She's a 1st Grader now!

A Little Calm

Finally all the craziness has died down a bit, just in time for the end of the school year. The shed is finished and sealed, mostly. The room is all painted and carpeted and we're all moved back in and comfy. Swim lessons are done. We just have to make sure Spawn gets lots of practice this summer.

Here's the sitting room now:



Here's our bedroom from the archway now: