This morning Grandma Forland asked Evie if she wanted an Egg.  To which Evie replied, “Egg, please.”

Then Abby yelled out, “Eggs and buttered toast! Eggs and buttered toast!”

Evie joined in, “Bustoast! Bustoast!”

Evie will probably kill me for sharing this with the interwebs when she gets older and someone says, “Bustoast,” to her.