Morning has broken...

This conversation took place this morning. The Queen was in the bathroom getting ready for work and Princess #1 comes stumbling in...

"What are you doing up so early?"

"I was pickin' my nose."

"Did you have boogers?"

Head shake..."No."

"Oh, you were just checking to make sure you didn't"

Nod. "Yes."


Ahhh, nothing like a good cleaning of the bat cave to start the day. At some point last night, Leah had come into the room and lay down with The Queen, i had gone to sleep on the couch. Of course, in typical Princess #2 fashion, by the time dawn hit she had turned perpendicular to the Queen and the angles intersected somewhere in the Queen's rib area. When i came into the room and saw her laying there, i noticed a familiar sleep pattern. She was laying on her stomach, both arms tucked neatly underneath her, legs straight out with her feet crossed over one another. It was a favorite way of mine to sleep when i was her size. When checking on the Prince, the Queen discovered that he had accomplished the art of completely covering his head with his blanket and had sprawled out to a point to which he was taking full advantage of the space his crib offers. She made the comment, "I always had to have a hole for some fresh, cool air." Yeah, me too. Apparently, he has no such prohibitions regarding his sleep. As you can see from the picture, he also is not inhibited by said cave bats. Such is the life of the Kingdom in the morning. This Saturday we are planning on going up to Norman to tailgate at the OU/North Texas game with Uncle Mike and Auntie Kelly. Should be alot of fun and many picture opportunities.