Without my morning cup of coffee, I feel a bit like these two fellows.
No home is complete without zombies growing on ones kitchen counter…
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I always say boys that they can start to speak with me after I got a cup of coffee. Still teaching them….:)
Yes, I actually get up early so as to enjoy a cup of coffee before the boys get up during the weekdays. 🙂