Father's Day

What a wonderful day to be the Dad. My boys (ages 3, 5, and so close to 7 he can smell it) wanted to bring me breakfast in bed this morning. Fortunately, Mrs. Adams convinced them that sausage and eggs would NOT work well on a waterbed.
After breakfast, I was gifted in most satisfactory fashion.

Mark (the 3-year-old) and I spent a happy 10 minutes opening the package, looking at each piece, and deciding how best to store them. It was fun.
Unfortunately, now I must return to the grind of finishing a paper for school.