Cranberry sprouts

Now that school's started, my breakfast's back again. Don't look at me making a lot of it every day, but it's a real mess, because it's not easy to make him eat. Before school, I asked him about breakfast and asked him what was required for breakfast, and he said, "Do more, don't do more!": "It's not hard to ask." Moreover, this semester's breakfast needs to be reduced by as little bread as possible, because after the third year, school leaves at 7 p.m. every night, school comes back for dinner, and it's too long to break with lunch, and it's necessary to bring a little bit of food, and the boy doesn't like fruit, and the fruit isn't hungry, but bread cake. I thought I'd give him a meal, a box or something, but my son said he wouldn't let his parents into school without them, and that he would stay home until he came home from school. I usually try to make Chinese for breakfast so my son doesn't eat at the West Point all the time. I've bought a hairloaf at the supermarket that day, and my son eats a good meal. I'm gonna have to steam it myself, and I'm gonna get some raisins and cranberry dry