Wednesday, February 16, 2011

Photo Challenge: Day 12

"A picture of something you love."

Yes, I love the kid. But the kid is not the something I love in this particular instance, though he's part of it. What you can't tell in this picture is that Winston is shoveling Burger King hashbrown into his mouth.

I love breakfast with my son. 90% of the time, he wakes up cheerful and happy. There is not a day in my entire life that I have woken up that way, so it's always refreshing to see his smiling face when I stumble into his room at 8 AM. Or 4 AM, as it has been recently.

Breakfast is the least combative meal of our day. Lunchtime is spent battling the sippy cup and trying new foods and learning to ask for more. Dinner is with his dad, and I know that's generally a mess. But breakfast is a constant in our house. It's always milk, oatmeal, and fruit. This morning, it involves a few hash browns because I'm pregnant and I wanted to grab BK on the way home from dropping off the car for service. No one throw a mommy cow. He's already had all his healthy food.

But this is the most pleasant time of day. That's why it's the something I love.

1 comment:

Feisty Irish Wench said...

no cows being thrown. I give my little stuff like cut up hot dogs and bologna. And fries. She can feed herself, and she's gotta learn to chew it sometime.
Anything she can eat of her own volition, right? Mommy's tired.