New Saturday morning tradition

This morning was perfection. Vaughn woke up, had his morning milk then played in bed with Dave and me. We all got up, but didn't take showers. Instead, I ran to Bashas' (yes, still in my jammies...well, I changed my pants to shorts and I did manage to brush my hair back into a ponytail) to buy hash browns, sausage, eggs and bread. Dave fed Vaughn his breakfast while I was gone. Still in his high chair, Vaughn continued to graze while Dave and I made breakfast. Together.

Every Saturday is going to be a family making breakfast, eating it together, enjoying each other kind of perfection!