Star toast

Back in the BD days (Before Dylan), we used to wake Sasha up on Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays by getting her dressed and carrying her to daycare, sometimes still asleep. Some days she would wake up before we got her dressed, but never early enough to eat breakfast. She would eat her breakfast at J's, as their first snack is served pretty soon after the kids start the day. I know, I know, we are bad parents, but in my defence Sasha is not a big eater and her breakfast mainly consisted of a small mini yogurt anyway. Not exactly the breakfast of champions.

Times have changed and now AD (After Dylan), Sash is more often than not woken by Dylan screaming for his 7am feed. And boy does that boy have a set of lungs. So after I feed him, Sasha and I start our day, me more reluctantly than her I might add. We are beginning to have breakfast which now consists of Star Toast.

First, and foremost, the chef has to be in position.



Once she is in position, her assistant chef lightly toasts 2 slices of 12 grain bread and spreads some butter and jam on both pieces of toast. While AC does this, C usually reads a book.



C is then in charge of the most important task, cutting out the star with a huge cookie cutter. She does this extremely well. Its a gift we think.





Enjoying her Star Toast (served on her new fave Miffy plate...thankyouverymuch Auntie Nina, Uncle Chris and Milla) and Diego.



Doesn't she look 2.5 going on 30??