Monday, March 11, 2013

Yes, definitely my child.

Breakfast at our house a few days ago.

And yes, that is her drinking glass she has turned into her brush rinsing glass. I am a good enough mom that I confirmed she had only drunk out if it before she had rinsed her brushes. Not after.

How has this come about?

My new morning routine. I've been reclaiming time. 5-7 every morning is mine. All mine.

The only problem?

The other early riser is... You guessed it... Carys.

Sleepy Sheepy (her nightlight/anti-alarm clock) tries to keep her in bed, but he doesn't always succeed. 

Hence, painting and breakfast.

This is a photo from the following morning pre breakfast...

She likes mine best.
I like hers best.

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