Toasted

Have I mentioned before how Zachary likes his toast? Boy can put away several pieces of toast at a time. 

But he's not so simple as, "yes, I'd love some toast Momma, thanks." 

He's more like, "yes, I'd like some wheat toast, but only if you put the toaster on the level one setting, and then use so much butter that it can't all melt into the toast. Thanks Momma." 

"Oh, and Momma? Don't even think about putting cheese in my eggs. If you so much as pretend to put cheese in my eggs, I'll take one bite, declare them weird, and never look at my plate again. But bring on the bacon. Thanks!"