Tuesday is the day I normally go to the grocery store. So on this Sunday morning, much to J’s disappointment, there were no donuts left for him to sneak when I went upstairs to put some laundry away. When I came down and found him sneaking some cereal I asked “what are you doing Mister?” And he said, “Mom, I had to sneak the cereal. I tried to sneak the cookies but they are too hard to open. We need to buy more donuts.”
My Everyday Life 