Every morning, these two cute heads are at the window watching Daddy drive off to work. Usually, he honks at them, but once he's out of sight, Finn begins asking when Dadda will be home. This line of questioning continues alllll daaaaaay looooong.

Me and my little lady out on the town looking for some brunch.
I believe Finn, our scout, has found the perfect spot for my favorite meal. What's not to love? Eggs? Bacon? Desserts? Oh my!
This is how I imagine a pirate would eat a chocolate sundae.
With gusto!




Look! We're making a mess! Let's hope no one notices the mountain of food piling up under the table.
This, incidentally, is where Barack Obama bought some cookies during his six-hour visit to Ottawa.

Random cuteness, it's all the effort I can muster on a Sunday morning.