Bread and Milk

I remember when I was little I would go over to Grandma and Grandpas house early in the mornings and sometimes they would still be eating breakfast.  Often times Grandpas breakfast would consist of bread and milk.  Not a glass of milk and a slice of bread but bread in a bowl with milk on top.  He knew I thought it was gross and would always joke about getting some for me to eat.  Grandpa is quite the jokester.

He would always say "Three little..." and I would have to try to guess if he was thinking three little pigs, kittens, mice etc.  I didn't very often guess it right...I know it is a silly thing to remember but I would always be waiting for Grandpa to say "Three little..."

Leslie