Breakfast anyone?

I arrived home yesterday. I scheduled the past 20 posts or so, and you were no less the wiser, were you?

I also scheduled this post. If you don’t hear from me in a few days, you know I am lost under the dirty laundry somewhere.

We went to Utah and back in a car with all three kids. I most certainly will have things to tell you. But, for now I am restocking my fridge.

Would you like one of our specialties?

The girls affectionately call it “smashed boiled eggs”.

Abigail and Bella like to smash them and thank goodness Sophia likes to eat them.

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3 comments

  1. I loved smashed boiled eggs. That is how My Grandpa Neil ate them. Boil the egg… smash it with butter & serve on toast! Yum. YOU can cook for me anytime Abigail or Bella then Sophia & I will sit down and eat them.ToOdLeS,ShEiLA

  2. I’m so sorry to learn your were forced to drive into Utah. That must have been dreadful – what with all those eggs. I find it really miserable to endure egg farts.I hope you arrive back home safely.

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