We have enough interest that the Peep Show will go on! It will be smaller than previous years, but that is okay. :)
All-O-ver, Ol-i-vore . . . we're learning that Oliver's name has some fun mispronunciations.
Also, ask him what is name is and this is what you'll hear: "My name is Oli . . . Oli . . . Oliv . . . Oli . . . I don't know."
Here I am at SFO. Again. What should have been a 40 minute layover has turned into a 5 hour layover with merely a possibility of getting on the red-eye at 10:30. Flying standby. And if I don't get on the standby flight . . . they tell me my next shot at JFK isn't for 24 hours. Yeah. So let's hope that doesn't happen. And if I don't get on standby, well, there's got to be another way home.
S: Oliver, Is Mom a child of God?
O: Yes!
S: No, Mom is a grown up!
The one night -- ever -- when Micah and I get to bed at 10:00 and could, feasibly, get 9 hours of uninterrupted sleep, Simon wakes up crying inexplicably at midnight and can't go back to sleep, Oliver falls out of bed, and we're all out a couple of hours of sleep. Clearly we need to never try to go to to bed early. It's the only way to get a good night's sleep around here.
Since we were both secretly planning to make each other breakfast in bed, but then we spilled the secret, we decided to make breakfast together this morning. Micah was hoping that I wouldn’t be able to pull myself out of bed before 7:00, which is usually the case, but I was just so excited about making breakfast together that I woke up at about 4:00 and had a hard time sleeping at all after that. So at 6:00 we were hard at work making banana pancakes and broiled grapefruit. It was a great way to start the day. Tasty, too.
If you try the broiled grapefruit, we recommend going easy on the cinnamon as it did overpower the grapefruit a bit. Still, it looks so nice, and let’s be honest, how can you go wrong with grapefruit? I’m pretty sure Paco enjoyed it because he seemed to be doing backflips over it.