Breakfast of Champions
Austin tells me how much he loves my biscuits, so what was I doing at 11pm last night? Making fresh biscuits for him so he could have some for breakfast in the morning with some jam.
When he came upstairs to eat, I asked him if he would like some for breakfast.
“No. I would like Cinnamon Toast Crunch.”
“And then a treat!”
“We seriously need to talk about what you consider a treat is.”
Reign is babbling away, playing in his exersaucer right beside Austin, who is sitting at the kitchen table, inhaling his 2 cups of sugar I gave him for breakfast.
And right on cue. Reign pukes everywhere. All over himself, his toys and his exersaucer. And let’s not forget all the little parts and hinges that some of the toys are attached to. The spinney ones.
“Mom, I’ll clean it up for you, and then you can pay me,” Austin says.
“Tempting, but no.”
Momma is in serious need of a night out.
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January 26th, 2010 at 1:18 pm
and then you can pay me… hahaha