Cameron was the last to rise at 6am today as I’d logged into the Living Epic course for the week’s lecture and Rachael required Sandy’s attention at 5. We headed upstairs for some breakfast and I grabbed out the Weet-Bix as normal.

“What would you like for breakfast, Cameron, Weet-Bix?” I hinted.
“Umm, Porridge!” replied Cameron.
“Daddy doesn’t know how to make that. You’ll have to wait until Mommy comes upstairs”.
Cameron answered immediately:
“You just have to take the container out of the cupboard, then put the pot on the stove, then turn it on, and …”
I’m giggling to myself. Told Daddy, TOLD!