It's Sunday and it's late

Got a late start to the morning. Slept till around 9am. I know, you are thinking, must be nice to sleep in and be able to do it with 3 boys.
Well, I would not call it sleeping in since I had to wake up 3 times with a dog. That can be tiring. Even more so when he decideds he wants to play in the middle of the night or ram his nose into my eye while I'm sleeping.
I am about to go make some homemade pancakes for the boys, something I do every Sunday.