Even SHE Knows it

The other day I was finishing up brownies that D, C and I made for Andrew (from scratch!)

My Mom was there and she says to D and C, "Your mother is a great cook." (Total BS, but you gotta love a supportive mother).

C actually makes a noise that sounds like a snort or a guffaw and says (in a voice that sounds JUST like the way I would say it) "But she's not a good breakfast cook."

I laugh out loud in spite of myself and ask her, "Why is that?"

C: "You burn my toast."