This morning I snuggled Emma on the recliner (it was a great excuse to catch a few more winks). Chase came in the living room and informed me that he was baking. My heart beat faster. Yesterday that meant he and Emma were cutting into habenero peppers. Visions of disaster danced in my head. He cracked an entire dozen eggs into a baking pan, and poured the rest of the milk in the carton. Sigh! I asked Dee if he would help his brother make breakfast. Not to be outdone, Emma joined them. I thought this was a picture perfect morning – and I didn’t have to cook. Score – what started out as disaster ended in love!