From Daddy: This morning before 8:30, Robert emerged from the bedroom to see me in the kitchen. He announced, “I’m not mad at you, I’m mad at Mommy.”
“Why?” I asked.
“Because she made me sad!” he declared, and moved on to him drawing board.
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He soon announced that he was hungry for breakfast.
“What do you want for breakfast?” I asked.
He wanted the same thing that he had yesterday.
“What did you have yesterday?” I asked?
“Kix!” he said.
Whew, I thought. I can make that.