Breakfast time

I’m making toast for myself and the children, muttering darkly to myself about, well, many things, but namely how we seem to run out of food staples at an alarming rate these days. (That one year old can EAT).

Cue Rose: (runs over to the kitchen counter, excited) A live-mite boomer!!

ME: What?

Rose: Live-mite boomer!

Me: What? (Ohnono…)

Rose: LIVE-MITE BOOMER!!!!

Me: WHAT?? (ohgodohgod. Infestation?)

Rose: (expectant look)

Me: (Looks down at the LARGE WHITE BLOOMER loaf I’m slicing).Image

 

 

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