I must say that I’m extremely lucky. Trev takes jake every weekend morning so that I can sleep in a bit. Before you get too into the awww, you’re so lucky…the man has only had to wake up in the middle of the night for the kid once is the almost 17 months jake’s been alive…but, yeah…awwww, I’m lucky.

They have this ritual where they head to the grocery store and pick up breakfast. The standard weekday waffles or pancakes will not do on the weekends. You have to have a chocolate covered cream filled donut. I really need to jump on the nutrition bandwagon at somepoint.

I often wonder what the do in the 2 hours they have time alone.  I have visions of Trev teaching him the alphabet, colors, alegbra, or maybe even Shakespeare.  Ummm…wrong….
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