Aunt Jackie made the best scrambled eggs.

I do recall the special attention that Aunt Jackie paid to everything but especially to eggs for me. She would always ask me a question or two, before making them, like 1 or 2?
1 or 2, how could someone ask that question, was my thought, who could eat 2 eggs? 2 bowls of ice cream, I could imagine, but 2 eggs? Absolutely only one, I would always respond and then I would stand right next to her to watch her every move at that. She always scrambled my egg in the pan. Oh, right she would ask me what kind. What kind of egg? What kind are there? She would rehearse a lot of new terms, I had never heard before, poached?, sunnyside, scrambled, boiled. I knew the last 2 and she never laughed at me when I finally got the courage to ask her what was a sunnyside egg. I always said scrambled, because that is the only kind of egg I knew about other than boiled and it wasn't Easter... so of course scrambled was the choice.
Many people don't really notice the individuals reared in big families. They talk to the parents and they talk to the group and they talk about them in front of them, I mean us. Jesus said, whatsoever you do to the least...
Thank God, for scrambled eggs and conversations with Aunt Jackie.