before that first cup of coffee. With a groan I snatch her up and roll her under the covers with me.~ Shhh, Sophie, it’s sleepy time. >>

~I was content to snuggle up with my daughter and close my eye for just a little bit longer, but I should have known she’d have none of >>

that. No sooner than I closed my eyes did I feel a pair of sticky hands, and I don’t even want to know why they are already sticky at >>

6:30 in the morning, squish my cheeks as my daughter lets out a little giggle.~ “Silly Mama, it’s awake time and I’m hungry!” ~I peek my >>

eye open to peer at my daughter with a little huff as I push myself up to a sitting position.~ Alright, I’m up, baby. What do you want >>

for breakfast this morning? ~I can see the hopeful look she likes to pull with her big green eyes. I always had hell with that look so I >>

had to stop it quickly before I caved.~ And no, you cannot have any of the cookies we made yesterday, those are for after dinner. ~I >>

watch her patiently while she thinks over her choices for a moment or two before she bounces in her spot, barely able to contain >>

herself.~ “Pancakes and bacon with icy choc-milk! ” ~I let out a snort as I move to stand from the bed, figures she’s pick the sweetest >>

breakfast she could think of. I pad out of my room and down the hall to my very small kitchen with Sophia on my tail. As I work in the >>

kitchen she climbs up onto one of the bar stools to watch. This was a tradition I started about a year and a half ago. Every pancake >>

breakfast; chocolate milk in the freezer, bacon in the oven and pancakes on the griddle all while Sophia watches me work. I know, I know. >>

It’s definitely not the most nutritious meal. That’s why we only have every couple of months or so. If it were up to me, it would be once >>

or maybe even twice a year, but my girl loves it. And I’m trying to instill a sense of tradition with her. Her heritage is full of >>

tradition and even though it’s just me, I try telling her what I know and remember about her heritage, in the hopes that it will help >>

bring her closer to her roots she has tied to Washington State. Bring her closer to the father I left before she was even born. Her >>

father, the man I thought would love me forev….no. NO! I refuse to regret my decision to leave. I refuse to believe that my choice to >>

save myself and my daughter from pain was the wrong choice. If it was the wrong choice, neither Sophia, or myself would be happy.~

So Merge Dragons! your game is pissing me off. I had over 900 dragon power. The game was glitched and now that it is back with only 170.

Months of progress and a ton of money wasted! Merge Dragons!