"A Beautiful Morning" - The Rascals

This morning was the perfect morning.

Early.  Recover-ish run.

McD's made me some eggs & the Pita a few sandwiches.

Peanut's requests . . . .  waffles [ya, they don't sell those].  She's my girl.  How can I refuse?  Waffles.  done.

Lunches were made.  Kisses given.

A n d

what?!

20 minutes to blow before drop-off?!

I knew just what to do.

I grabbed my new favorite cereal.

And. it. was on.

She never saw it coming.  food.  fight.  fabulous.

Little guy was a little scared.

But
this
was
awesome.

You can run --- but hiding is for wimps!

Damaged ammo.

Slightly damaged Peanut.

Conveniently for her, we had to leave before "clean-up".  Chuy did help me out with the big scraps [the ones he could find]. 

Found three in my hair.  No.  Joke.

The conversation on the way to school went like this [I recorded it on my phone, just have no clue how to upload that]:

Me:  So how does 2nd place feel?
Peanut:  Oh.  Ohhhhh.  It is sooooooooooooo ON!

Me: [laugh]
Peanut:  How does it feel to come in 2nd?

Me:  I wouldn't know.  I was in 1st.
Peanut:  How does it feel to come in last?

Me:  I wouldn't know.  All I do is win. 

Peanut:  You're just a sore winner.  And a sore loser.  L [places hand to head] on your forehead.
Me:  w i n n i n g !

I
love
that
kid.

Happy Tuesday.

a n d

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