Parker woke us up this morning at 6:45, yelling at the top of his lungs. (It was a good thing I had made banana bread, because oatmeal would have been too slow for my starving little boy. He needed breakfast right then.) Anyways, Kenzie stumbled out of her room, messy-haired, "Why is it morning?" When she got home from preschool, she had lunch and then willingly laid down on the bed. Kenzie+Blanket=Mandatory visit from the cat, but Kenzie never minds.
"Mom, look! Seiko loves me!"
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