Despite being sick this week Casey wasn't about to miss making me breakfast again today. She's quite good at it. Scrambled eggs and a piece of toast. Yummy. If I knew she was good with turning on the stove I might sleep in and let her bring it to me. Instead, I'm usually wide eyed by 7 a.m. at any little noise I hear not knowing if it's her beating us downstairs. The best part, she loves to do the dishes.
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she's welcome at casa de francis any saturday morning. the bonus is there are always plenty of dishes for her to do...
She would be in heaven. No kidding. When can I send her?
yeah, why can't our boys love doing the dishes?
but we do get the occasional cheese eggs and toast... without the clean up, of course.
She must get this from the Epps side of the family.
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