Not too long ago, Carson woke up before the sun had come up. This was before the baby was born so Meagan was at work and it was just Carson and me. He comes into my bed and says, "Dad, I am going to get some breakfast." I told him that was okay because we leave cereal and pop tarts low enough so he can reach them. He eats the cereal out of the box, and pop tarts cold, unless I am with him then he wants it in the toaster. So I after a few minutes I got out of bed to see that he has helped himself to the best breakfast ever...vanilla ice cream. And the best part is that he is eating it with a straw, so there are a ton of little holes all in the ice cream. This little turkey didn't even get the ice cream from our box freezer on the floor, no he goes and gets the step ladder and climbs up to the freezer on top of the fridge. What a little monkey!!!
Saturday, January 10, 2009
The best breakfast ever...
Posted by jordan at 11:01 PM
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3 comments:
This kid sure belongs to you. YEA!!!!!!!!
That's my kind of breakfast. I LOVE ice cream. It doesn't really go with my weight watchers diet though!1
I love ice cream any time of the day and it's a good thing you got up to check. You could have had a lot of good ice cream get wasted into oblivion.
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