My favorite breakfast of all time is oatmeal. Oatmeal or Oat Bran, it doesn't really matter which one just as long as it's warm and mushy. With a touch of applesauce with apricots or blueberries, it can't be beat. Since I like it so much, Daddy has been teaching me how to make my own oatmeal. I get to stir the pot. This has been a great learning experience. Not only am I beginning to learn to cook, I've also learned the meaning of "Hot" and "Ouch." Note to self - keep chubby feet away from the burner flames.
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Have fun in California Jasper, don't forget to blog!
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