He came downstairs and saw what I was eating. He hesitated, then said, "I'm fasting today..."
I paused mid-bite to wait for the reason, admiring his tenacity when eggy, meaty, cheesy goodness was right in front of him. In all seriousness he continued,
"...that Bristol Palin doesn't win Dancing with the Stars."
Do you think we're perhaps a bit too invested? Nah....