Yeah, I asked her while she was in bed this morning if she wanted me to make breakfast for her. She said yes, so I went to make it for her: bacon, eggs, hash browns, toast, jam, coffee, a muffin, the works. When her breakfast was ready I went to tell her, but she wasn't in bed anymore. I then went into the living room to see her sitting with a bunch of records strewn out on the floor while spinning them on the turntable, and listening to them through a set of headphones. I taught her well.