west smitty

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I go into the kitchen and the smell is just amazing. it smells like maple bacon, French toast, and anything else you can think of. honey buns, all that. I get me a glass of orange juice and sit down at the table. mom brings me a plate. the TV is on and it’s the morning news. but I ask mom if I can turn to some cartoons while I eat. she says that’s fine and then she turned the channel for me. I don’t know what it is about her cooking, but mom’s food hits just right every time.