Abigail, like her mother, tends to have some odd tendencies when it comes to food. Last night, for instance, she decided her corn on the cob would
taste extra good if it was smothered in ketchup. I, myself, don't put ketchup on my corn, but I do still like it on my scrambled eggs, and when I was little, I insisted on it for my chicken. Must run in the genes...
Here's the ketchup queen

And here's her very amused little sister
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