Wednesday, April 1, 2009

Life at our place

Typical Saturday morning; Adam get's the paper and sits down for some fake-o-snake-o, no name lucky charms. But his ice cold milk seems to be a little too ice cold.

He processes.





And comments to wife "hey the milks frozen again."

Wife replies "Yea, and the ice cream is soupy." Husband ponders reply and does what needs to be done...


He eats breakfast.

I don't think we'll ever be accused of rushing out and replacing something that's not absolutely vital. Good thing we hate warm milk and love soft ice cream, eh?

3 comments:

Anna said...

That looks like he's having ice cream with his cereal. What could be better than that?

tarryn said...

tasty.

Unknown said...

Fake-o-snake-o's n ice cold ice milk...breakfast of champions.