This is a pretty typical morning in the O'Shea household. The boss wanders around in a diaper and the oven mitts, surveying her domain...
And then is fed breakfast standing up in her chariot (or wagon, whatever) in the laundry room while her subjects look on.
It's a strange routine, but it works for us (today, at least).
Saturday, April 9, 2011
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