Ice delay this morning which of course happened because we were actually running early. So I had time to make a hot breakfast but Master Keegan requested a fruit bar with milk. So Mommy treated herself to scrambled egg pita pockets.
For the past few days every time I say we are going to mommy's house, he chimes in and says that it is Keegan's house too. This morning I was checking my blog and he shouted out mommy's bees (from my bee skin) and then said, "They are Keegan's bees too." Little does he know he'll be sharing the real ones with me too. Never too young to start loving the bees I always say.