“I’m hungy for beakfast, Daddy.” “Ok, buddy, what would you like?” “Pirate’s Booty, pease.” “Well, we don’t eat Pirate’s Booty for breakfast. How about some Cheerios?” “No! I’m ONLY hungy for Pirate’s Booty. I will NOT eat ANYthing else!” And so my day begins with a Pirate’s Booty inspired temper tantrum. Not that I blame […]
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