One of the beauties of life that I thank God for is the ability to enjoy simple pleasures. In this case, it's my three year old daughter when she first wakes up this morning, imploring me with puppy-dog eyes peeping through tousled blonde hair, asking me if she could please have some scrambled eggs for breakfast.
She calls them "skargled aggies."
You don't get things like that from a commercial or a sit-com.
(non stick pan, $15. one dozen eggs, $1.69. Hearing your child ask you politely for some skargled aggies in the morning: priceless.)
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