Yesterday Mackinna was having a difficult morning getting ready for school and required a lot of attention. While I was attending to her, it seems her brother got hungry, so he went down stairs to make breakfast. When Mackinna had settled down and we finally made our way downstairs we found the eggs out, with two pans on the stove, egg shell on the floor and eggs along with some shell in one of the two pans. I asked him why he had two and he told me the first one was too small. I'm fairly certain if he had figured out how to turn the burner on, we would have found him at the island, fork in hand, eating a plateful of scrambled eggs.
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