Needless to say the family only got the six "good" rolls that were left. Sometimes I don't know what I am going to do with myself and that child of mine-
Monday, September 8, 2008
What would you do?
I was making dinner to take to a family in our ward that just had a baby. I had left the Kitchen and Ethan and Addison were watching TV in the living room- so I thought. I walked back into the Kitchen to find Addison SMASHING the rolls that I had made to take to someone else- This is what I was left with-
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Oh, I feel your pain. I just barely made some bread, and I went downstairs to put away some laundry and I heard Zoe (dog) prowling around upstairs. I thought, "Oh crap" and ran upstairs, only to find my beautiful loaf of bread with a big dog bite out of the top! ARGH!
I love smashed bread
So sad! I hate it when something happens when you really don't need it to. At least it wasn't because of your cooking! LOL
LOL! I'm so sorry. I love smashed bread too. :) I would have been SUPER irritated if that had been my kids. OH, this is a great picture!
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Oh man!
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