Little Brother has been sick all week. After two trips to the pediatrician, we’ve got a diagnosis of an ear infection and a Z-pack. He’s feeling quite a bit better this morning, and his appetite is returning.
“Can you please cook me an egg?” he asked me.
“Sure. How would you like it?”
“Sunny side down.”
“Um…you mean ‘over hard’ or do you want it still a little runny?”
“I don’t know! The way I usually have them. I don’t know all the flavors of eggs.”