Have you ever witnessed such horror related to a Pop Tart? Brooke bears the consternation with a radiant smile.

But wait! There's more! If you're having problem with Waffle Build Up, Try Waffle Off. I genuinely believe Brooke has the Carol Merrill gene. She can bust out a gracious and convincing product pose in a nanosecond.

And I thought I had the only Texas shaped waffle maker. Somehow, I feel better about the world knowing I'm not the only one.

We weren't even out of Fort Worth yet and Brooke was already missing Texas.

The hair ball my friend, is blowing in the wind. Until it gets stuck in a piece of half chewed candy, that is.

The proverbial two peas in a pod. Brooke and I must have been separated at birth. Here we both exhibit the smile engendered by a full day in the water.

I only stay the swankiest of places.

Doughnut teeth! All ready to masticate small town bakery items.

Where else but....