Marshall's favorite meal is breakfast or "freakfast" as he likes to call it. For Marshall freakfast is 3 course fair that always starts with a pop tart at 6:30 am. In fact i usually wake up to a small hand slapping me in the head and a small voice yelling "Poptart, Mommy!" After horderves de poptart Marshall likes to move on to the main course of cereal, oatmeal, or Woccles (waffles). At this time Grace will usually join her brother at the table for some quiet morning conversation and a warm bowl of oatmeal. Topics can range from deeply intelligent (MOOOM, Marshall's trying to stab me with a fork!) to light and jovial (Sissy, NOOOOO milk!) After the milk is spilled and the dogs are enjoying a plate of half eaten waffles that was flung on the floor ever patient Mommy scoops the kids in the van to take Grace to school. After we get back Marshall is ready for his final freakfast course, a little something to clense the pallet. Marshall feels nothing does this better than another poptart. Good thing each packet contains two.
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Your "family circus" stories are as funny as Erma Bombeck. I so admire your sense of humor. I hope we see lots of Gracisms and Marshallisms on this blogspot.
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