Thoughts on Breakfast

Imagine my shock—nay, Horror—when I asked my children what they wanted for breakfast, and they actually responded. As if I were their waitress/short order cook.

“Hello. My name is Cindy and I’ll be your waitress/short order cook this morning. What can I  get you?”

"Yes, Thank you. I'll have a pancake for breakfast, he'll have eggs and toast, and she wants a tuna sandwich and she would like macaroni and cheese."

*screech*

*crickets chirping*

*a dog barking in the distance*

Did you say Macaroni & Cheese and Tuna fish??

For breakfast?

That's just weird.