8:30am the other morning, Mr. T came to wake me up and asked:
"So what's for breakfast Mom...... brunch?"
Yeah... we've been having some pretty late and slow mornings lately. That same boy made oatmeal for everyone this morning... so basically his sarcastic remark didn't phase me. Just made me laugh and put him to work!
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