always has a price. This morning I stayed in bed, dozing on and off, after the boys woke up. I could tell they were playing nicely together (for a change). Well, it seems that they decided to fix their own breakfast. Apparently they ran out of butter and got some more out of the fridge. Since it was cold, they had to heat it up in the microwave like mommy does. They used half a bottle of my Watkins Cinna-Cream Sprinkles (which are like powdered gold around here). At $5 a bottle, those are usually reserved for the adults of the house who can discern the quality, while the boys are usually relegated to plain ol' cinnamon sugar.