Day 237: Hello, Sunday!

On Sunday mornings, Papa gets to have a sleep in until the late hour of 8:30 AM (unless G's around; then he sleeps in until whenever he wants.) I get LB when she wakes up, give her breakie, and take her to the park. Sundays are special days for me too because I hardly ever give her breakfast. Usually, I'm working while either Tom or G feeds her. I must say that getting my sweetie her oatmeal and then taking her to the park is a much better way to start the day than working on my dissertation or grading papers. In the photo above, she's got her spoons already for the meal.

And below, 8:30 has arrived too early for poor Papa. LB is holding the twigs and leaves she found at the park. I'm sure that when Tom and I crawl into bed tonight, we'll find a bit of dried leaves.