There is such graciousness passed along in a toast. The recipient of the toast just stands, and is admired, and lavished with gushing thoughts and well wishes. I on the other hand, will be creating some toast for breakfast, and thinking happy thoughts as I crunch away with my cheese and jam on top of it.
And onwards to the day I go.... two children and one trampoline. I have to go and find my whistle.
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