@BethMooreLPM Once my brother complimented my grandmas deviled eggs. He was just being nice. For the rest of her life, she made copious amounts of eggs every single holiday and then watched over him to make sure he ate them.
He never loved them.
She passed away and he hasn’t touched one since
In a bold move, my daughter has taken up the kazoo while she cleans her room. The more she cleans, the more kazoo. I can’t decide if she’s just a happy soul up there cleaning, or a brilliant mastermind who tortures us while she does chores.