We're still tidying up the wreckage.
The Farm Manager can't figure out how it takes four spatulas to cook one egg.
I didn't even realize we owned four spatulas!
But I don't care.
Hanna's a one-of-a-kind in our wonderfully dysfunctional blended family.
I'm gonna pick up a couple more spatulas just so she can REALLY go nuts on her next visit.
Thanks Hanna, and hope to see you soon!
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