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Being Sunday, and being our last real morning home before hitting the road, Phillip Johnny Bob took it upon himself begged me to let him fix brunch.

It warmed my heart to see him working so diligently in the kitchen....


Grandma J could smell pancakes cooking.....and boy was her mouth watering....

But she was horrified shocked when PJB plopped her plate down in front of her! Instead of beating the holy crap chastizing Phil, she faked heartburn and asked for cereal instead.

And this is what Phil brought her! We need to have a talk!