Breakfast of Champions

Growing up, on the morning after someone's birthday, my siblings and I just couldn't resist breaking out the left over birthday cake and ice cream for breakfast. My dad would sarcastically (and disapprovingly) ask, "Breakfast of champions, huh?" I wonder if he would have approved of Luke's crazy breakfast choice today. Maybe this is the real breakfast of champions...

 Yeah, that's frozen pepperoni.

 My weird baby spotted the pepperoni when I got a waffle out of the freezer for him. He decided he'd rather have the pepperoni. In fact, he insisted!

 "Colllll!" (cold) Well, they are frozen.

Sharing.

"Yep, I picked a gooooood breakfast!"

He took the waffle too, but he only went back for seconds on the frozen pepperoni. Such a little weirdo.