This morning, Peter ( he will tell you that he is 9 and amost 10/12ths) fried the bacon, made the toast and sliced the peaches. He needed a bit of help getting the eggs turned over for very easy overs with yokes not broken, but once I got them loosened, he did all except the first one! He insisted that the eggs be fried in hot bacon grease, because "they taste better and they get those bubbly crispy edges which I always eat first." He handled that Wustof 8" chef's knife like a pro. It was so fun watching him and listening to him. I have to get the cutting board out, because Mommy's knives don't like the granite counter. And, there was the discussion about just what is inside a peach pit.