The Search For Almonds

Mornings at our place are usually pretty chaotic. After being woken up by the not so sweet yelling of "MOMMA!" followed by Westly crying, I change both kids exploding diapers. We then parade down stairs usually with me holding Westly in front and Forest on my back... For some reason Forest really likes to be carried in the mornings, this is not my favorite thing. We make it down the treacherous staircase with no fatalities, but the real danger is not the staircase it is what lies ahead of me .. breakfast!

Because I am not a morning person breakfast nearly kills me every morning! Forest will follow me around in the kitchen reminding me for the 100th time that he wants milk in his cereal AND in his sippy cup. He will be near tears with anxiety when I set his bowl and cup on the table. Once the items are set on the table, in their corret places, (Forest is OCD about where his cup and bowl are placed) Forest will do the very tedious task of searching for almonds in his cereal and will take out every tiny piece of almond he can find. The almond search makes me laugh and almost cry some mornings, but as long as I have a napkin ready for the almonds the search for the yucky almond goes by without any major break downs. As soon as Forest starts eating the rest of the morning goes by quite peacefully.

Westly meanwhile is usually like this
waiting patiently for his morning feeding. Aw he he is such a sweety!On Sunday morning Westly picked up his first cereal piece and it magically made it into his mouth!Wahoo!