Monday, October 25, 2010

Breakfast with Poppie

On our last morning in Chapel Hill at the end of July, I came downstairs and stumbled upon this scene:
This was a noteworthy thing to come upon for several reasons. First, Poppie is a man who loves his sleep and doesn't take kindly to mornings. It was also a Tuesday, so he had to go to work, which usually means dashing off in a hurry. BUT instead he had set his alarm and woken up EARLY (these pictures were taken around 7:00am) to enjoy a leisurely breakfast with Owen before he left.

They shared a bowl of cereal and Poppie even sliced up a plate of strawberries. Impressive. (As I inherited Poppie's difficulty with mornings, I am the first person to applaud such evidence of having your wits about you before you can even cast a shadow):
This is the face Poppie makes when something tastes good. He is going, "MMMMMM!!!" and Owen is watching and enjoying his every move.
See you next time, Poppie!

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