Friday, September 12, 2008
Breakfast
I love breakfast. I have a picture of myself at Grandma Betty's table one morning, fried eggs and toast. Yum. When mom would buy a box of Corn Pops it was all I could do to get to sleep at night, only to be able to get right up the next morning and have a bowl of those Corn Pops. I am still that excited today when I bring home the box of Corn Pops, except there's no waiting until the next morning.
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