I remember back when I was little, my mom would make my brother and I 'Breakfast Rice' which was full of butter, sugar, and warm milk. It. Was. Fantastic. Truly one of my fondest breakfast memories.

My little girl has been a rather picky eater for the last year or so. Thankfully, I have been able to get her to at least try new things over the most recent months. One thing that she will never turn away is rice, and yet... for whatever reason, I hadn't thought previously to give her a nice bowl of rice for breakfast...