To My Dearest Love,
I made an omelet today.
It was the first one in my life to ever make by myself.
I got a wild hair.
Don't ask why I don't have those wild hair things while you're at home.
I don't know why.
I have to admit, I'm pretty proud of it.
The Girls ate every morsel.
Even Sophie ate the eggs.
Down to the bell peppers & red onions.
I think it had something more to do with the cheese & pork sausage.
We shared the breakfast, the three of us.
I enjoyed it, too.
Very much.
Just don't expect me to make one soon.
We're out of eggs.
Plus the girls made a mess in their room again.
Oh, who am I kidding, they make this mess everyday.
Today it took more than 20 minutes to clean it.
So, I'm opting out of cleaning it up tomorrow morning.
I love you, but I'm sleeping in.
Love, The Love of Your Life
p.s. If it's still breakfast time when I wake up in the morning, I'll drive to Albertson's, buy eggs, fry the pork sausage & remake the lovely breakfast that Izzy, Sophie & Momma had the pleasure of experiencing this morning.
I love you that much.
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