Toast

It's 11:00am.  The kids and I have been waiting for Jim to bring back donuts for a while now.  We're hungry so I ask Eden if she wants toast and she agrees.  

As I'm taking the bread out she tells me, "I don't like my toast heated up, Mom."

"So you just want bread then," I ask. 

"Yep."

"Okay, that's just called bread than, not toast."  

Ha ha.  She cracks me up!