Phoebe, Wesley and I are morning people (well, they're morning people; I'm more of a mourning person in the sense of I'm a person who's mourning his lack of sleep). Every weekday morning we have toast, yogurt, sliced fruit, oatmeal, etc. Every weekend morning we have pancakes (aka "packay" to Phoebe). It's one of the best parts of my day, despite sleepwalking a lot.
As for the Space Invader... Need I say more?
