routine

I don't know if it's like this at your house, but at this time in the school year we are pretty well stuck in our routine.

This is the scene in our dining room each morning, at breakfast. 

Mike is having his heart healthy, low sugar oatmeal with maple and brown sugar, with a sprinkle of flax seed and a glass of orange juice and a cup of coffee.  He does not vary his breakfast choice,  unless absolutely forced to (such as when he is on vacation).  He is reading the Pioneer Press, either the world or local section, or business.  We are still newspaper people.

Charlie is having oatmeal in this photo too, with a sprinkle of fresh blueberries rather than flax seed, and a glass of orange juice (he tried coffee one morning, and decided he wasn't quite ready).  He is more flexible in his diet, he will have a bagel, or a bowl of cereal, or toast,  he is happy to have me scramble him an egg or whip up a pancake.  He is reading the sports section.

If there were a picture of me, I would be seated on the love seat in the front window, drinking my coffee and waiting for my heating pad to take the stiffness out of my spine so I could start my day.  I would be working the sudoku puzzle from the entertainment section of the newspaper.

Thank goodness we can share the paper equitably, or our routine might not be so peaceful.

Of course, I don't have documentation of the nagging that happens when it's time for Charlie to get it together and get down to the bus stop in time.  Am I the only one who can read the clock?

I prefer to present you with a peaceful, idyllic glimpse of our morning, no matter how fleeting those moments can be...