Over the weekend I ate daddy's cheesy eggs off his plate. Well, I didn't take them, he offered a sample and then I couldn't stop. Now Baba (that's my mama, but when I say mama it sounds like baba,) makes me my own cheesy eggs for breakfast. They are so delicious.
Don't get me wrong, I still love my carbs, especially pasta with sauce, but these eggies are so yummy for my tummy.
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Ummm! |
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