Since the day we were married, I have never cooked dinner on Monday's. That is the day that we just eat leftovers, have cereal or eat whatever strikes our fancy. It is a day we "fend for ourselves." Bruce is more than capable of cooking, but I think that he doesn't mind our Monday meal tradition. This has continued even after we have had kids.
Last night Nathan tells me that he wants toast with cinnamon. I am not a cinnamon fan, so I asked him where he heard about putting cinnamon on toast because I don't think I have done it since I was a kid. He said Derrick told him at daycare. Last night I make seven pieces of toast for Nathan. All had butter and some had sugar, some had cinnamon and some had cinnamon and sugar. Since that was what Nathan was having, Darren also had to have toast. I made him five pieces of toast. I went through a loaf of bread last night! They ate all this after they each had an apple for a snack! For dessert they each had a drumstick.
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