Sharing a Pop-Tart with Lucy. I was always the first one up (I didn't want to miss the sunrise), but The Boy was always second...which gave us thirty minutes of time to be alone, just him and me. Which was lovely.
The Girl was anticipating a lot of wild flowers. Unfortunately, there was still snow patches around and spring flowers hadn't quite made their arrival. She managed to find some Dandelions (thought of you Janel!) so we could make a crown. That night The Mister and I watched as a fawn ate the rest of the flowers!