



Christmas morning pictures, and an account of breakfast this morning...I could probably get more random, but I'll spare you.
This morning we enjoyed a family breakfast...scrambled eggs, hard boiled eggs, bacon, toast and sparkling grape juice left over from last night. (We always have to fix two different kinds of eggs, since there is one child AT LEAST who refuses to eat scrambled eggs on any given morning.)
So, when the eggs were done, James went around the table taking orders and dishing out the scrambled eggs. "Who wants scrambled eggs?" Eliza answered, "Me!" Rachel, "Me". He was just about to sit down when Caroline piped up her little "Me!"
Now, she's said the word a bunch of times--usually a variation of "mama"--"meme". So it was no surprise to here the word come out, but to hear her actually use it correctly was so cute! And she got breakfast out of the deal of course! She's really growing up.