I was really proud of this “hat” pancake I made for the guys’ breakfast this morning and thought it would look cute on the face plates the boys got for Christmas. (Thanks Auntie S!)
“Yes,” it’s Dr. Seuss’s birthday, I said, thinking we would have a nice discussion about all the books Dr. Seuss wrote.
“I need more strawberries.”
“NO STRAWBERRIES!!” the other boy yells promising tears and hysteria.
And that is breakfast.