First thing I do is get up and take my binky out of my mouth (yeah, go ahead and snicker, like you don't have a bad habit?). Then it's downstairs where Mae is usually already sitting at the table eating.
Some mornings it's O's, others it's an egg, but lately I've been on a bagel and cream cheese kick.
So Dad pops a bagel into the microwave to get it warm and soft (way better than toasted, try it). In the meantime I pull the chair over to the table and get the cream cheese out of the fridge.
I get my little butter knife from the silverware drawer, hop up onto the chair and start getting that cream cheese lather going.
I like to get it on there nice and thick.
And then before I drag my chair back to my spot at the table, I polish off that butter knife til it looks like it came straight outta the dishwasher.
Yummy, yummy, in my tummy.
