I love bread. I inhale carbs faster than most kids do Halloween candy. In fact, I don't think any meal is complete without a bread, a biscuit, a roll or at least a tortilla. So this morning, when I woke up to this:
I was sure I was in heaven. That is until MK said, "I made bread this morning and it turned out better than it ever has. So don't eat it."
I guess bread-watching is the new Mullen family sport. I feel like a 5 year-old with a marshmallow in front of me.