Frittata Ya

The morning stArted out as a gloomy very cold sleety secret.  Amazing yet depressing and it seemed extraordinary when Ethan my six month year old wakes up at six am.  As an early bird gets his work I am able to start eating early.

The eight eggs stirred up with lots of cheese, and chopped up carrots and onions.  Heated oven to 450 degrees and chopped Brussels sprouts.  Oh crap im in the theatre.  Mom always said watch the movie.  Oh no gotta go.