There is some crazy warbling bird that has been waking me up far earlier than usual. It's only 6:50, the sun is just half-risen, and here I sit. The other morning Lea crawled into bed with me with no words exchanged. About ten minutes later, she said, "Do you happen to have any earmuffs? That bird is so annoying." But she said "buhd" instead of "bird" because for reasons unknown she speaks with Matt Damon's "Good Will Hunting" accent.
Well, if I'm up this early I might as well make the girls a hot breakfast. Hello Kitty waffles, anyone?