TGIF

While our weekends are busy and now filled with what seems like an endless rotation of hockey games, they're a welcome reprieve from the morning school run. No matter how organized I try to be, mornings always end with me at the door shrieking for the boys to get.your.shoes.on. Well, almost always.

This morning the hold up was

total engrossment in The Hunger Games.

How stinking cute is that?

Too bad I still had to shriek at him.