It's great to be an adult

The weather is lovely today. A hair below 70 with blinding sunshine and a gentle breeze. To start off our glorious day I have the breakfast of champions: left over pizza and a coke. Baxter joined me in rebellion by eat a huge glob of peanut butter, his favorite treat outside of milkbones. It's great to be an adult this morning. I guess at my age you should be, huh?