Samuel at breakfast today

Row, row your boat,
Gently down the stream,
Merrily, merrily
Like's a box a stream.

"Mom, how was your day?" (It's 7:30 a.m.)
"Good, how was your day?"
"Good, I just have lots of crocodiles under my bed. When I get working I don't have a place to put my birds."


The "birds" started with 3 baby bluebirds that fell/flew from a nest in our tree. Last week at Joseph's soccer game Samuel picked up two imaginary baby birds and ran around with his hands cupped for about an hour. I can't help you because, to quote from Jack Handy's Deep Thoughts, "Sorry, got these sacks," or birds in this case.

I pulled for his breakfast today an MRE applesauce out of his 72-hour kit. I wanted him to eat one and see that it's good so that in case of emergency, MRE's won't be foreign material. I am opting for mostly MRE-fare in the kits so I don't have to rotate everything annually.