Only we didn't see it. Not until the Eggos were smokin'! There were 3 generations of womenfolk in the kitchen. And only one Pop-pops. We were talking. So Happy, being very particular about the hue of her waffles, SET the toaster setting (!) before gingerly placing her frozen treats into their respective slots. We failed to notice my littlest button pusher/mover as he Did the Deed. But it was done.
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Eggo lovin' - I don't know for some reason the shape of the Eggo works for me. What a cute toasty face. Hopefully nothing is lurking to make a meal of your newest creation.
I just got an image of me playing tug 'o war with my crossed eyed kitty and her saying "Leggo my Eggo!"
Zoe (the dog for me cuz i'm the mom for her, is what i coo)would have just skulked off with it, but dropped it when I asked her. Looking up at me with woe-ful eyes. So then I'd have to just give it to her. A true art lover is my Zo-zo.
Amazing - I pictured some thing very similar.
I went to the blog that you recommended for me. It was amazing. She is a very sweet writer and so interesting. Thank you so much for sharing it with me. I will be traveling back to it often.
Your Blog is certainly dressed for occasion. It is very creative!
Happy Hallowen!
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