So I decided to have B~fast for dinner tonight. Pancakes yea that sounds good, with apple sauce on them...YUMM! So I go about getting all the stuff. As I was looking at an unlabeled container of white powdery stuff trying to decide if it was pancake mix or just flower, my daughter swiped the stick of butter I had set out to soften. Well off I go mixing pancakes and putting the first pancake in the pan, went to get the butter unwrapped and put on a plate for serving....no butter! Well I thought...hmm I've put it in the pantry, the cupboard or maybe left it in the bathroom, NO I would never take butter in the bathroom, RIGHT??? So I figured I would run across it sooner or later, the older I get the more often I lay something down thinking...oh yea I'll remember where I put that and POOF! the memory disappears along with whatever object I have lost. Genetics Maybe?? I like to think so! But anyway back to the butter, I soon began to look for it in earnest as I realized I would soon have a stick of butter melting somewhere unknown in my house when out of the living room I hear this little voice saying "YUM butter, I Love butter mommy................... rescued from a quick demise here is the ravished stick of better, wrapping half hanging off, large chunks missing and little teeth marks left behind as a reminder of what was. Again I say EWW a mouth full of butter...YUCK!
This is what a stick of butter looks like after Caity~but gets her teeth into it! All I can say is YUCK! I love butter just as much as the next guy (or little girl) but that is just way too eww!
