I can hear the gental snore of my princes in the room next door and the singing of the birds perched on the roof. In the distance I can just make out the shouts of the early morning footballers deciding which pitch to take.
Little man awakes, always with a smile, a request for chocolate milk, then this.
I'm joining in with The Gallery where the theme this week is Sunday morning. Head over and take a look x
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