Kept asking T if he was hungry. He kept saying no. Finally in exasperation I say to him how can you not be hungry you have only had a cinnamon bun today.
Mom you gave me two of them! I am stuffed full.
My eyebrow rose and I began to giggle.
I only gave you one.
There were two there mom.
Because I cut it in half to grill it!
I sat here laughing while being informed that they were bloody massive buns. Two were smaller and two larger. Of course I am giving him a bigger one.
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A single hard working mom of a soon to be teenage son. A poet and story teller I have wanted to write since I was a child. This space is where I share stories about myself and my life and the creative poetry that stirs my soul. My hope is you will pull up a chair and a cup of coffee delving into the world that I offer and you find simple enjoyment for a few moments.
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Delicious bloody buns. Nice cinnamon bun.
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