Interior: Kitchen-Morning
I’m dutifully cutting up a toaster waffle, into vertical strips, as
requested by my daughter for at least a full two weeks. It’s the last waffle
in the box.
Inquisitive Daughter: Can you make me a cool shape?
I’m groggy. Uncaffeinated. The convenience food has suddenly become inconvenient.
I look out the window. It being California there are just a few options. Inspired by the scenery, here’s what I made.
Hey, for being uncaffeinated and uninspired, that looks pretty good.
Think I’ll try it for my daughter tomorrow.