52 weeks of no color begins.

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Sunday mornings usually mean a warm breakfast at home in our pj's, this sunday was no exception.
Our weekend was spent mostly like this, warm & indoors. K & C caught another winter cold and were quite stuffy all weekend so indoors was the place to be. Casey who often talks in her sleep had done just that Saturday night. Her daddy went to see what she needed, when he reached their bedroom she was sitting up rubbing her eyes and babbling on... he couldn't get a full sentence out of her, she just kept babbling until she finally turned over closed her eyes and just like that was back to sleep. In the morning while we sat around the table eating, daddy was retelling the story of the night before and what Casey did and said, they both thought that was hilarious and got a good case of the giggles, I was happy that my camera was by my side to capture the moment.
laughter pj's bedhead and bacon. A good morning indeed.
i love sundays.