Just kidding. Abigail helped me to make breakfast for Sarah this morning. She was very insistent in doing as much as possible. I do have to say that she's being more careful with the eggs after last time (a couple of them died without making it to the frying pan).
Alas, she threatened to shoot me if I took one of her. (She knows where I hide the bullets so I don't think that I will press my luck). Just picture Sarah in her princess pajamas sitting in bed with a fried egg sandwich, sausage, and orange juice.