A few weeks ago we got to go to Kneaders for breakfast with Queenie and Gramps. (Jodi and Jerry Cochran). Missing from our breakfast was my little princess Izzy. This morning I decided that she and I would take a break from the boys and go indulge.
The french toast is to die for, and the smiles emitted after just one bite are priceless.
Isabel is growing up right before my eyes, and I want to cherish my time with her. If I have to eat Kneaders french toast along the way... so be it. ;)
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