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Thursday, November 17, 2011

Cinnamon Toast

This morning, I made cinnamon-sugar toast for myself.  JBGR was really upset that he wasn't getting any.  Now, I have wonderful memories of my mom making cinnamon-sugar toast and cutting it into toast points for me...So, I gave John my toast crusts.  Never too soon to continue a family tradition!

There was a wee little bit of cinnamon-sugar on the edges, but overall I don't think he got much of the sugar.  He really enjoyed his snack!  He's getting very good at cramming things into his mouth.














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