I like to make homemade bread. I have two bread makers- I had one and Clint had one when we got married -and I generally keep them both busy in the winter time. I make bread to give away to neighbors and friends as holiday gifts. I got out one of the bread makers to make some bread and low an behold look what I found- crayons. Now this is not the first time my bread maker has been an unorthodox storage location. I have found matchbox cars, spoons, socks, a shoe, and bungee cords in the bread maker in the past. With this history I always look before I begin adding any ingredients, and I was not surprised to find the crayons. What did surprise me and I didn’t find until I smelled it were the crayons in the bread maker outside of the bread pan down in the coils. Ah yes nothing says dinner like baked crayons. Life with a toddler is really funny.
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