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“What’s extra crispy?” “When the bacon turns brown at the ends and the texture wrinkles up a bit, like your fingers last night because you were in the bath for so long.” “Ohhh.” She laughed. “I ’member now.” Once I set the eggs on the counter, I found her step stool in the pantry and placed it on the floor near a large section of countertop and balanced her on top of it. I then found a fry pan and put it in front of her. “Align the pieces in stripes,” I instructed. “Like a zebra.” “A zebra!” She looked at her dad. “Daddy, we need a zebra for my animal family. One with extra stripes. And I wanna dye her tail blue, like my hair was last night.” He circled his fingers over his temples. “A zebra. Check.” I giggled to myself and gathered everything else I needed for the pancakes and pota
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