Now that we go to church at 1 we've turned Sunday mornings in to waffle Sundays. Brighton gets up at 7:30 and eats a bowl of oatmeal. Then at about 9:30 we start making waffles and she eats at least one on her own. By one I mean just one square, so I guess technically half a waffle. We told Mom & Dad Nelson about this and they were excited to see how much Brighton loved waffles. And, as it usually goes with kids, Brighton ate 2 bites of her waffle and didn't want any more. Proving once again who's really the boss. Grandma Nelson got B her own kitchen set for Christmas and B usually walks around stirring things in her cup with one of the spoons. Now she likes to "help" me cook and always wants to be on the counter watching the action.
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