Jonah wrote a poem today about his favoritest favorite food: toast.
I tried to transcribe it exactly how he told it to me...
The mechanical clang of the toaster
Signals the pinnacle of my meals
A moment to cool
A moment to spread butter
Or cream cheese wings
Onto my toast angel.
Away with the crusts
A snack for Mama.
The flash of the knife
One square becomes twenty.
More please.
More.
Busy Easter
9 years ago
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