Day 17: Sleep Eating: The act of eating while one is still asleep

My favorite college freshman is home again.

And all is right with the world.

Breakfast was served at the ungodly hour of 9:30 a.m. this morning. Sorry, it's a Saturday. I don't function before 10:00 a.m.

Just look at Mr. Freshman there. He loves mornings.

I miss him so.



I {heart} these peeps. They are the syrup to my pancakes. The bacon to my eggs.

Now I need a nap.