Unhealthy Obsession...

It's so bad. I don't even want to admit it, but I have a LOVE for croutons. I know, I know. I should be so ashamed. I am hanging my head as I type. It's almost like I am pregnant again (WHICH I AM NOT--so don't get any ideas), because I have started to crave these things. 

I had a bag in the pantry and I had nothing else so I started to nibble a few. Well, that was that and I was done. The NEXT morning I dropped Pants off at the babysitter's house and guess what she was doing?! She's an awesome German lady so there is really no telling what she may be doing, but I digress. She was making croutons. MAKING CROUTONS!!!!! FRICKIN'. HOME. MADE. CROUTONS. Why didn't I know that people did that? Anyway, I have been hooked and I have made them TWICE since Wednesday and um.....it's Friday. Tisk, tisk, tisk. 

I am going to hide in the corner now (after I eat the rest of my croutons).