Yeah, that’s a waffle iron behind me. Wish you were here to eat some with us. But, please send coffee. Maybe spike it? On second thought, don’t. I mean, I AM watching someone else’s kids. Amanda, they’re belly surfing down the stairs. BELLY SURFING DOWN THE STAIRS. Good grief I don’t even have my other eye open yet. At least nobody’s broken any bones yet. How’s your morning going?