This morning as I drove Corry to school he munched on his toasted bagel as he put on his shoes. He got to the last edge of the bagel and as usual he handed it to me.
This is not uncommon. I don't know why he won't eat the whole thing. Okay, so sometimes I burn one edge and he hands that over, but today it was a perfectly toasted bagel.
I always eat the crust. I don't know why, but I always eat it.
This morning as he handed the crust to me I just stared at it.
'Really. Am I really going to eat that?' I thought
After a breif second I took the toast... and ate it.
I hadn't had breakfast yet and it did look pretty yummy.
That is what I have been reduced to.
*Corry is being the art -UCLA statue garden last Saturday
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