The only thing sweeter than watching Owen and Bop eat breakfast together is waking up in a bed with Bop and Owen.
That boy grinned and said, "Bop! Mer-Mer!" and he hugged and kissed us both and demanded Big Bear join us and he patted Zeke and beamed sweet-boy smiles all around and oh, it was glory.
Here we are in Lloyd, eating eggs our chickens laid, and toast and jam with our grandson and that makes us the richest people on earth.
Good Morning! FIRST AGAIN!!! FIRST AGAIN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!ReplyDelete
Good morning! This is soooo sweet! :)ReplyDelete
I'm slipping. #3 now ???ReplyDelete
Geez-SB- will you sleep in for once????
Mz Moon. You are indeed one of the richest people I kmow. Hands down.
That is the sweetest thing EVER. :)ReplyDelete
Nice to have breakfast. We had egg white omelets this morning. No chickens here, except us!ReplyDelete
He looks so cute with his cap on! My granddaughter would be jealous of that plate he's eating from by the way.ReplyDelete
when we choose men in our youth it is of critical importance to consider what kind of bop they will make. you sure chose a winner!ReplyDelete
Owen and his handsome hat...breakfast sounded good and looked yummy!ReplyDelete
I'm with Annie. You are wealthy beyond measure.ReplyDelete
I want to come for breakfast as yours! Love you xxReplyDelete