When Steven and I started dating I was thrilled when I found out that he loved wheat anything as much as I do. After we were married and settled into our own place I decided to make him the DELICIOUS wheat muffins that my mom always makes. I was a little nervous when he tried them for the first time, naturally. But, to my suprise he gobbled them right up and he LOVED them. Now I make them once a week (usually Monday) and by the end of the week Steven will eat the entire pan (almost by himself.)
About a week ago Steven basically begged me to make wheat muffins just before I went to bed and I PROMISED I would make them for him as soon as I had a good nights sleep.
At about 12:30 in the morning Steven rolled over and kissed me on the forhead to wake me up. I just went back to bed and when I woke up for real in the morning (when it was actually light outside) Steven sat up and told me that he was so excited for muffins that he hardly slept. Come to find out when he woke me up at 12:30 he was convinced, CONVINCED that it was around 6 in the morning (which is about the time we get up.)
I believe that I have found Steven's new favorite food.
Because of this incident I have decided to no longer call those muffins wheat muffins. In our home they will forever be known as Steven muffins.