My kids are like Hobbits. Chris and I make them a first breakfast--a treat to get them moving in the morning--and they eat a second breakfast in school. (They are surprisingly skinny.)
This week Chris made homemade chocolate chip bagels. I toasted a bagel, buttered it. As I was buttering the bagel, I heard I waist high person pipe up, "You're not supposed to butter the bagel."
"You ate it that way before. That's the way we always do it," I explained to him.
He ignored me and walked away as I cut a bagel in half, wrapped each half up, and packed it up to distribute to each little person.
But that was on the end of the issue...
"Hey mom, you're not supposed to put butter on this bagel."
"Yes, you are Jude," I told him, "We always toast and butter the chocolate chip kind when we have them."
He wasn't about to let the matter drop this time, "That's not what the instructions say. They say, 'No butter.'"
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