So just WHO ate breakfast???

    

 My kids LOVE these certain muffins my Mom makes for them....they call them "Memaw Muffins".  They would eat them every day for breakfast and honestly, I don't mind because (sssshhhhhh, they are BRAN muffins - 2 cups of bran flakes and 4 cups of All Bran are in those little babies.)  A few mornings ago, I baked a pan of them for my kids and the morning schedule started.  My daughter gets up early and we leave the house about 7:20am to head to the bus stop (2 minutes away).  When I get back about 10 minutes later, sometimes my boys are awake and already downstairs but they usually don't eat until I am there.   I sat down with her while she was eating and my dog came over and was begging like crazy.  She has never had table food and doesn't usually beg when we are at the table so I thought she wanted to go outside.  Took her out and when she came back in, same thing....whine, whine, whine.  I sat back down at the table and she jumped in my lap and over to my daughter's lap.  We had a good giggle about her trying to get our attention and when my daughter was putting her back on the floor, she reached and snapped a quick bite of a muffin that was on her plate!  We were shocked - she had never done that before!  So off we went to the bus stop and the boys were still asleep.

     10 minutes later, I come back in and both boys were awake.  I start to go in the kitchen and I noticed my daughter's milk spilled on the tablecloth (soaking), also spilled on the chair and onto the floor (although it looked like somebody had made a feeble attempt at wiping it up.)  I started in:  "Who spilled the milk?"  "Not me!"  "And not me!"  "Okay, one of you is not telling the truth!  Who did it?"  No one confessed.  Then I got irritated.  "Okay, WHO ate breakfast?"  "Not me!"  "Not me either!  I haven't even come downstairs yet!"  These little toots were in cahoots with each other.  The milk was spilled, the 3 remaining muffins were completely gone and NOBODY was confessing.  In our house, lying is the LAST thing you want to do - you can get in trouble fast for that than almost anything else.  So, once again:  "WHO ATE BREAKFAST AND SPILLED THE MILK???"  And once again, "NOT ME!"  "NOT ME!".  I turned to walk by the table again and BAM!  I turned back around and looked at my dog who was lying ever so quietly in the chair with my youngest.  "Zoey?"  She lifted her head and her little "beard" was very wet.  I said, "Did YOU spill the milk?"  She hung her little head like I was about to give her away.  And it dawned on me that for the first time ever, that darn dog had gotten ON the table, eaten 3 BRAN muffins, had a little milk and was now resting comfortably on the chair for her morning nap.  I was so mad at her and then thought it was hilarious.  How was I to punish her?  I knew that the number of times she would go to the bathroom that day would be punishment enough.....and I think it was. :) 

     I had to apologize to my boys.....you know, for blaming them when the dog really DID eat their breakfast.  Who could ever make this stuff up?? ;-) 

Just another day in the life,
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