T, should I even be documenting this?

I don’t remember when it began.

But at some point, we gave you a roll to eat.

One of those rolls where the outside of the bread is a shade crunchier than the inside.

Well, you got your finger in it, pulled out the soft insides, and told everyone you were eating “earwax.”

This has continued unchecked to the point that you now essentially call all soft bread “earwax.”

So here I am – writing something about earwax bread, questioning how I got here. and reevaluating my priorities. 🤣

I love you.

-Dad