Sunday breakfast

I enjoyed a big Sunday breakfast: sunny side up egg, toast with butter, and curly fries.



Sitting on the butter.  Made my rear a bit slick.



A little hula hooping with a curly fry to work out my hips.  (Shakira says hips don't lie.)



Slipping on the slippery egg.



I got yolk all over my plastic self.  But yolk is delicious so no big deal! 



Then a big person came by and put me upside-down into a potato curl.  That was not nice!