GUILT

On Friday while grocery shopping, I saw marked down a loaf of cinnamon swirl bread in the bakery. I was having a carb attack, so I picked it up... and cooked up some sausage links and the bread for Saturday breakfast before the soccer game. As I was popping it out of the toaster, I started telling the kids a memory that came to me...


M: "When I was little, Mommy's Gramma, Gram, would make up homemade cinnamon bread. She'd then slice it really thick, turn on the oven, and then toast the bread slices right there on the oven rack."

P (whose eyes were REALLY BIG at this point & basically had drool coming from his little carbaholic mouth): "How come Gramma hasn't done that for ME?!!??"


Hmmm..... how COME Gramma hasn't done that for him?????

Just wait until I tell him how Gram would bring us our meals on a TV tray and let us sit in front of the TV, watching cartoons, while we ate....