good morning

so last night, after returning from work quite hungry, Sarah was kind enough to make me cream of chicken soup - from scratch. this seemed entirely too much work, as she and the kids had already had dinner - not cream of chicken soup - and frankly, im pretty ok with just a frozen pizza or a grilled cheese sandwich, both of which I'm quite able to prepare. nonetheless, i was appreciative and looking forward to dinner.

once the meal was completed however, the chef, upon tasting said soup, exclaimed "hmmmm, not exactly what i was expecting." "is it good?" i asked, "not really" she replied. at this point, my friend the frozen pizza had a good chuckle to himself, and I was in a bit of a quandary. but after some spices and who knows what else was added, i must say that my fears were assuaged, and i enjoyed a wonderful homemade meal while watching dave and, unfortunately, conan (he really needs his writers back).

well, once 12:30 rolled around i was more than ready for bed; sarah, not so much. she had to work, and settled into the living room, while i counted sheep.

2am i awoke to no sarah.

3:30am no sarah.

4:20am june wakes up, sarah returns.

now, i will admit to 1. feeling guilty that sarah had to stay up so late and work, and 2. being ever so slightly mad because i was absolutely sure that she finished work at 1:30am, and spent the rest of the night changing the background, or the fonts or something on this here blog.

long story short (well maybe not short), she's still asleep, blog unchanged. So to repent for my mistrust, i have decided to take over the blog posting duties for the day.

so you get a peak into morning at the wiley home, and this really is what happens EVERY morning!

brenden wakes up between 5:30 am and 7:30am, turns on every single light in the house, and proceeds to play xbox games. today's choice - monster jam.

his view

oliver plays with puzzles or legos. today he is working on a lego front loader.

and j-bug crawls to this particular shelf, and pulls off all of these books, every day. (don't expect sarah to call her j-bug, she doesnt like it. she also doesnt really care for "the bug," "little bug," or "lowercase j," which are the only names i ever really call june by).