If you've got a rugrat at home, do you ever get the sense that your kids have been here before - in that deja vu sorta way? Like, maybe there's really an old crotchety man or woman behind those sweet, beautiful eyes...
I knew that was the case when my
three year old daughter told me with certainty and conviction that cereal was
not a “real breakfast”.
According to
her, in a very matter-of-fact tone, a real breakfast consists of eggs, bacon, grits and biscuits.
I guess I should share that I don't really cook.
Yep, definitely an old lady in there...
