I feel I can judge my mother's love for me by the disappointing lack of cool things like this during my youth.
I feel the same with my wife now . Me yelling form kitchen: "Rot post a recipe for Halloween cake"Un-thrilled wife from the living room: "You don't need Halloween cake."Sigh. Ask Bean if she will make me some Halloween cake and Fedx it to me.
hahawill do.My mother deprived her children of the joy of a stack of pancakes. She'd serve them to us one at a time. so we never knew the joy of a stack of pancakes like you'd see on tv. Sounds trivial, but I'm pretty sure this was a form of neglect.Like god forbid set them aside in foil to keep them warm for a few minutes longer until you had a stack-worthy quantity.abuse.neglect.
One Halloween cake and one stack of pancakes coming up....
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