Saturday, August 27, 2011

Breakfast Noms. Al Fresco, Please.

Recently the South has felt a little swampy.  


I'm talking, walk outside from a moderately air-conditioned building and your glasses fog up, humid.  So when we can, we try to take advantage of the early morning hours, while it's still reasonable outside.  One of our favorite early morning past times?  Breakfast on the back porch, where we can watch the bugs, birds, and squirrels!  Like a lot of little ones we know, I'm convinced our son could stay outside all day if we let him:

According to David, nothing enhances the flavor of a waffle like the fuzz from a felt blanket.
Right hand is for eating, left hand is for counter-balancing.
Moments before I maneuvered the camera away from the waffly clutches of this happy kiddo:)


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