One day I was at my desk at work and my son’s teacher called to tell me that he stole a cinnamon roll at breakfast. Yes, the lovely Friday free breakfast offering at his school – the cinnamon roll. She explained that each child gets to take a milk, an orange juice, and one cinnamon roll. I’d rather they just get an orange juice, but I’m sure I’d be the only parent fighting that battle. So he was caught sneaking a second cinnamon roll, and the kicker was that when the teacher asked him why he took two he said, “Because I can’t eat these at home.” She wisely explained to him that if he’s not allowed to eat them at home, then he should know not to take an extra one at school.
The irony is that, I was just thinking about trying the bread machine out to make cinnamon rolls. I asked my son that night why he thought the cinnamon roll was a bad choice and he thought about it and said, “Because Mrs. Wagner caught me?” Sigh.
He did get a second cinnamon roll, for his dinner, sitting by himself in his room in his pajamas, writing five pages of sentences about stealing. The rest of us had one of his favorites: baked panko-crusted cod with asparagus so I doubt we’re going to have to address that issue again. The baked Panko cod recipe was on the package of frozen cod fillets, but I’ll look for a better one to share because the panko clumps were too large and a lot of the coating fell off.
