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Boys are gross
Posted by on January 3, 2011
Cooper loves those frozen pancakes you get in a big bag at Wal-Mart. Lately he has begun eating them actually frozen. Yes it’s weird; however, is that the battle you want to fight at 7 a.m.? Yeah, me neither. Plus it saves on dishes.
Today he either lost his pancake, or decided he was finished and couldn’t be bothered with walking to the trash can. He laid it half-eaten on the chair in my bedroom where it sat unnoticed for twelve hours.
Around 7 p.m. Jack found it, picked it up, and ate it.
There are probably some things in our lives that should remain private… this one might be at that line! :0) Your loving hubby
Tony, log on as yourself! People already think I’m crazy without the implication that I comment to myself on my blog. Plus, you ain’t seen nothin’ yet. Wait ’til you see today’s post.
Great, now I’ve commented on my comment. It’s turning into The United States of Tara around here.
I can’t decide which is more gross, or ‘grosser’ if you will . . .eating the pancake frozen, or after it has thawed at room temp for 12 hours. . .yes, the jury is still out on this one!
Or any pancake not doused in butter and syrup for that matter. Aren’t pancakes just an excuse to eat butter and syrup?