And it's gonna be brief because I need to make more bacon.
Yeah - that's right....more bacon.
I made my son bacon for breakfast...as well as oatmeal (which he was totally into until he discovered that those little bits where in fact apples.).
As my son was sitting at the table happily munching away on the sweet, sweet meat. He comes into the front office - and asks me for juice. Sure little man...we can get some juice happening for ya.
As I was getting the juice....he then asked for a specific train from the basement. This struck me as odd...but hey - who doesn't like a train in the morning?
While I was downstairs looking for the train...my son was upstairs committing an act of bacon thievery! That's right! Outright bacon theft!! Going on in my own home!!! By my son even!
When I got back upstairs, there was a little boy - face stuffed with Daddy's bacon...and trying to get 'er all down before I put two and two together. The fact that no one else was home for me to pin it on didn't seem to cross his mind. My son set me up for bacon disappointment - big time! The day is young though Nickels...better watch your back sucka! This is bacon we're talking about here...and this is serious! :)
I love my son....and I'll miss him dearly when he moves out (tick tick tick little man!!!)...but this is just crossing the line. Stealing Daddy's bacon? Ouch dude....that hurts.
At least he left me one piece.
Back to the kitchen it would seem....there's bacon to be made - and guarded!!
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