There's always tomorrow

Here's a great way to start off the day.

Shrieking. Screaming. Wailing.

That's Johnny. Like something major is going down.

Run downstairs.

"Julie ate my waffles!!!"

Seriously?

Sternly put Johnny in his place. "You are going to be 7 next month!! You don't act like this. Unacceptable."

More tears. Big time.

He runs to his room.

Then I see this.

Ooops.

He wanted to surprise everyone with this sweet little arrangement. Waffles with syrup dipping sauce and of course chocolate kisses. Big sister comes and scarfs down the waffles he made for "evrbody."

Mean mommy yells at him. Day ruined. Sorry buddy. There's always tomorrow.