Grandma's Morning

This past week both kids have had head colds. My lovely mother has been at our house watching them while I work. This was her morning the other day, in her own words.

What a morning! Grace and Colt are both sick with colds, I'm still coughing but I feel better. I asked Grace what she wanted for breakfast. She says,
"Three eggs, round eggs, not long eggs, toast, bacon and milk".
"Grace, we are out of milk."
Melt down of course -she loves milk. Okay, she'll take apple juice.
"Grace, all eggs are round, you mean fried."
"Yes. Not scrambled."
"Grace, do you want the yoke hard, or soft?"
"Round Grandma."
I fried three eggs soft, because you can always take them back and make them hard. Another melt down.
"I can't eat these, they are nasssy!"
I take them back and fry them hard...
Another melt down.
"These are wrong they are supposed to be round!"
"Grace what are you talking about, all eggs are round."
"Grandma, with the shells on...."
"Oh, hard boiled!"
Colt and I ate the nasssy eggs and I boiled eggs for Grace.
The toast was wrong, she can't eat that ucky purple jelly; she wanted apple butter.
Colt ate her toast.
"The bacon is too hard!"
More tears.
Colt ate her bacon.
I have discovered that Colt will eat anything, however, tomorrow I am going by Mcdonalds!!!