Yesterday morning Andy put our favorite pancakes on the table. Before Owen sat down he walked over to the drawer, pulled out the cookie cutters and said "I'm gonna cut this thing up." He did it as if he had been dreaming about it all night long. A plan. A pancake plan. It was wonderful! So there he went cutting up his pancakes in all sorts of fantastic shapes and I thought,well now, I guess I could use some cookie cutters on my pancakes too. Can't I?
Andy: "Jaime, are those your little men?"
Me: blush. blush. "Yes." I say sheepishly. "Those are my.....pancake men."
Andy: "Ahhh. I see. Well, eat up!"
How could I not?