sunday morning. i wake and head downstairs with emmit. i start to prepare our semi-usual healthy breakfast of oatmeal (flavored differently depending on the week). as i pour his milk and place the oatmeal into the microwave, big daddy rises and shows up downstairs. micah grabs a piece of leftover pizza from the night before and... it's all out the window. emmit no longer wants the oatmeal he loves to eat, he wants the pizza dad's eating. i glare at micah as i put the deliciously hot oatmeal into the fridge for the next day. next emmit thinks he can run around the house and eat his portable pizza anywhere, like the living room sofa. this i leave to big daddy to sort out.
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