Brownies for Breakfast

I've heard that people tend to talk a lot about the things they love. I believe that to be true. I love staying in bed for longer than necessary on a Saturday morning. The bruises that I get from having the kids run, jump, and land where they may are well worth it. In a magical world, our teeth wouldn't need to be brushed and we could giggle with each other for awhile longer. But hopefully, for the kids, there is plenty of magic in wrestling with daddy on the couch and having brownies for breakfast. (Don't worry, they had a glass of milk too.)