Monday, March 12, 2012

Breakfast with the Beatles

Someone decided to redeem herself on Sunday morning.

She decided she would make coffee.

Then, she would prepare pancakes.

She'd wash and slice strawberries; she'd pick through the blueberries.

And she did.

For me. And for her.

With just a little help.

And she wanted to listen to the Beatles.

And so we did.

Girl time is often the best time.

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