There is no picture more fitting, from a Kenley standpoint, than this photo. Each morning Kenley wakes up with bed-head in the back complete with knots, tangles and sweat. Immediately she tells me “I hungry. I need bweakfast. I need to eat.”

Feed the girl.

She then bellies up to our bar (again, this photo is from the beach weekend) puts in her TV request (Diego or Dora depending on the mood) and in a matter of time will begin asking for seconds of—— fill in the blank (waffles, oatmeal, occasionally cereal if I am out of the other two).

Kenley is a creature of habit, like me. She likes to have her drink (water or juice only- no milk), entree, vitamins and Dora/Diego show each morning.

Every morning.

In fact, now that I think about it, other than the rare occasions when we have to leave for a flight, we have never ever altered from this regime. Oh, it’s a type A in the making and I love it!

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