remember when crisp cheerios and cold milk were the epitome of breakfast happiness?
throw in matching jammies and how could you go wrong, no?
note that my daughter’s laughter
and the look of surprise on my son’s face
were because she had just given the little knit mouse a temporary name
*** he’s ‘peanut butter’! ***
and they both thought
it was hysterical.
(and by the way,
there’s still time to add a name of your own,
but the deadline for winning this,
is fast approaching.)