Keepin' It Real Wednesday

I made myself some brownies last night. I told myself that it was my one last naughty treat to end the three-day-lack-of-sleep-induced-binge that I had been on.

Then this morning I was holding Oliver about half an hour after he awoke and he suddenly threw his snotty nose on my shoulder and started his sick whimper back up. I thought to myself, "Oh, one more day of this, huh?"

And this is what I had for breakfast:

A little bit of this:

Washed down with a lot of this:

Followed up by this:

And the scraps of Gabe's bagel (with cream cheese. Shhh, don't tell Ollie).

Maybe tomorrow.