But Nolan, he wants to play outside. I guess it's fun. So we go outside into morning temps probably only rivaled by those in the fiery pits of hell. Well, then there's the humidity. Win - Win. Something like that.
After 20 minutes, I was hot and hungry. So I let Nolan play on the patio under my watchful eye while I fixed my cereal. He was content to play with the old broom and swiffer while I ate. These are his favorite outside toys. He would only rather be in the pool or trying to poke the dog's eyes out. I've got to figure out a way to teach them that these tools can be used for cleaning the floors he so quickly destroys on a daily basis.
Then he gave me kisses through the door. The door that I'm sure the dog has licked. (I should probably clean that door off). That might be one of the funniest pictures we've taken in a while.
And then there's lunch. I have the hardest time with lunch. I am open to any lunch time suggestions. Usually it's just some torn up chicken or lunch meat, cheese and crackers. Today I made him a grilled cheese, but he wanted no part of it. So I made him a chicken and cheese quesadilla. It was love at first bite. Between that and the tomatoes from the salsa, I think this is the closest to a complete meal I've gotten in a long time.