095 Burnt Pancakes and Phoebe Saves Breakfasts Forever

Fefe: “This is gonna be a real nice boat!”

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“And here is the sail.”

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“Heehee it’s beauuutiful! I am a genius!”

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Whoosh whoosh it goes along the waters. But oh-oh, there seems to be danger lurking ahead.”

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“Hey Mamma, come see my boat!”

“Come quick– before it bangs into the giant iceberg!”

“Oops, too late. Muhahahha!”

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Breakfast the next morning.

Jovanna: “Who made these pancakes? They look like they’ve been to hell and back.”

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Phoebe: “Yeah they’ve been burned in lake of fire! Haha. I think Mom made them.”

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“We really gotta stop telling Mom to cook breakfast. Phoebe, I bet you could do better.”

“I bet I could!”

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Fefe (in the background): “I hear everything. I’m telling on you!”

Jovanna: “It’s okay Fefe, I’m sure she knows how bad a cook she is.”

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Phoenix: “What have we here? Honey, you really burned EVERY single one?”

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Fefe: “I like ’em! They’re charbroiled!”

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“Jemma, have you ever read a cookbook?”

“No! I can cook. I’m Level 3.”

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“Apparently Level 3 ain’t enough to make decent pancakes.”

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“Yeah they really are gag-worthy, Mom.”

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Phoenix: “I’m just saying… it couldn’t hurt. I’ll get you a cookbook and some recipes at the bookstore next time I’m in town, okay? In fact, I’ll make a special trip! Because I love you so much.”

The kids giggle in the background.

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Phoebe: “Daddy said the newspaper does a Baking Report every day, and I should check it out.”

‘The vanilla markets stabilized overnight leading to an average demand for vanilla goods. Demand for chocolate goods remains average to light.’

“Hmmm… I wonder what that means. Should I make vanilla muffins?”

Phoenix: “Whatcha cookin’ there, little one?”

“I hope it’s better than these burnt squares.”   *hack!*

“Of course it will be, Daddy. I read the instructions!”

“Ok come get it!”

“Mmmm, it looks and smells delicious!”

“Wow, it’s yummy. Great job, sweetie! You’ve been recruited as the new chef of the house!”

Fefe: “Pfff! I’d rather have my charbroiled goodness.”

“I’ll just drip a little water on these to cool ’em off….”

Phoebe: “Aw come on! Seriously? That’s gross!”

“I better made lots of extras, just in case.”

Fefe: “Mmmmm these aren’t so bad after all.”

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