Sharks

So I finally get to eat breakfast at 12:21pm.

After feeding everyone else breakfast, snacks and lunch. I sit down with my slice of zucchini bread.

And all four of them, ages 13m to 3 and a half, they surround me.

Like sharks.

Or maybe vultures.

“Can I have a piece?”

“I’m huuuuuungry.”

“I waaaaaant some.”

And the old standby: Just wailing.

Gotta love it.

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