We ate that...

It's hard to believe how much can change in a year. I used to think McDonald's breakfast was a little slice of heaven. Then I started to eat it every weekend.

It's also hard to believe this blue thing in the picture was the closest thing to a dining room table the little one had ever known. It's a beat-up blue folding chair turned to face the couch. Those are her pancakes with jelly and my coffee. 2005...

(Yeah, if you're following the dates posted here, we were baking cookies at my place on the night of the 16th, eating breakfast at LV's place on the 17th. And those two places were not exactly close to each other.)