breakfast with a lion..
So I got up and my neice and nephew were playing quietly on our PS3. My son was sitting at the paino composing some new piece that reminded me of something Beethoven would appreciate.
After making the most perfect bacon in the world (and a half a lamb for Lancelot, my lion) we all sat down to eat. I brushed my neices hair and she didn't complaiin once.. and then I groomed Lancelot for a while.
I think we will all go to the mall now. Lancelot needs some new conditioner and I could use a pedicure.