I have a great book called The Simple Faith of Mr. Rogers. (If you ever need to cry, read it.) The chapters are organized into '
spiritual toast sticks' after this adorably heart-warming story about a young Mr. Rogers and his neighbor. I was thinking about that the other day, so I made toast sticks for the little guy for breakfast. It was a hit!

It's really easy for him to eat it by himself. He crams as much as he can in his mouth and then has to chew for days.

He sneezed out about half a piece of bread the other morning. It was pretty hilarious, but maybe you had to be there.
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