I am having an uber fun and busy weekend so far! It’s smothered with one lovely campout, several delicious smores, 2 chili-smothered hotdogs, and stickiness galore. So when I got back from said camp out I ventured
To mimic this:
So basically I failed and the two never merged for lack of ingredients…AKA frosting. Heck! I just wanted to see if the real thing measured up to its hype! I never found out. So without further ado, or much ado about nothing, I introduce:
A Breakfast Exchange with Saturday (our anonymous child of the week):
“Mom, are these called Indian muffins?” “Huh? Oh… no, those are English muffins.” 🙂
If you have any questions on any of the above mentioned you may want to meet the marks to clarify it all.
Before I jet though, might I suggest we introduce another manifesto to our day, say toss this in while at it. Your kid will get kicks out of it I promise! Now I’m off to go beat on my own drum.