I fell asleep after school and woke up at 4:45,
and Dad just kind of came up to me excitedly with this plate of
pizza and gave me a slice, and it was so weird and random,
and he seemed so childlike in ways, and I loved it.

So I convinced Mom that making 20 loaves of basic bread was lame,
and she went and made some Banana Pecan Walnut bread,
and we were both counting down the hours until it finished baking,
and it smelled so amazing, and yeah, it was awesome.
I wish it could've had a more banana-y taste though.