It's Spelled C-I-N-N-A-M-O-N

We've trained the kids to not wake us up early on Saturday mornings but to head downstairs and quietly watch TV until we get up. This past Saturday they did just that. Only they decided they were too hungry and needed to make themselves some breakfast. We've been making cinnamon toast a lot lately, so W figured he could make that, no problem. Well, when I went to check on them downstairs I couldn't help but notice this really funny, spicy smell. Upon investigation I discovered the toaster, half a loaf of bread, the sugar bin and a container of...cumin. They had mistaken cumin for cinnamon. Poor little 2nd grader, he's such a good reader and they do seem awfully close. I started laughing and explained to W, "You know, this isn't cinnamon, it's cumin. Cumin is used in chili." ""Oh," was the reply, "no wonder the cinnamon toast didn't taste very good!" It was a pretty good try, though, and they kept the mess to a minimum.