I am going grocery shopping tomorrow. Hopefully with my almost three year old little cousin once removed, who has given me new faith in pre-schoolers. Even though he cried a lot, he's really really cute and sweet and cuddly. So we're going grocery shopping tomorrow, hopefully. What's the have to do with breakfast? And with shame? You don't want to know what I've been eating for breakfast. It's not good.
But, tomorrow G and I are having eggs, spinach, avocado and cheese. I'm stoked.
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