I nod my head and continue making toast for everyone. Just before we start eating my mom enters the kitchen with a big box in her arms. She puts the box on the coffee table in the living room, then joins us in the kitchen.
"I finally found it." She says looking at my dad and then down at the plates. "And just in time I see. Where do you want to eat breakfast right here or outside. It seems like such a nice day to have breakfast outside."
My dad nods his head. Abby and I just shrug before I answer. "We don't really mind we like having breakfast or even just drinking coffee on our balcony. So outside is fine with us."
My mom nods. "Then it's settled we will have breakfast outside. And speaking of coffee, anyone else up for a second cup?"
"Yes I will help with the coffee. Abby can you hel
