That's blogging your complaints. So says I.
Okay. You make homemade whole wheat pancakes, measuring the ingredients out carefully- the flour, the soy milk, the flax- all that jazz. You set up the egg replacer because of your offspring's food allergies. After all, you are making them for her. She screamed for them. For five minutes straight.
Finally, I set the warm pancakes on the tray before you. Cut up into perfect little toddler-friendly triangles even. Here you go dear.
"AHHHHHHHHHH! Raisin Bran! I want Raisin Bran!"
I should get you Fancy feast, you finicky little beast.
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