Thursday, October 15, 2009

Butt Bread

This morning my husband was out in the kitchen making Gabriel breakfast. As my sleepy-morning-loathing-self stumbled into the kitchen, Gabriel greeted me by saying:

"Mom! I'm eating BUTT BREAD!"

I looked at Justin and saw him pulling the heals of the loaf of wheat bread out of the toaster and smiling.

"Butt bread, nice one Dad." I responded sarcastically. :)

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