It is typical for the egg vendor to give 1 egg to each child, and my kids usually carry a raw egg through the market. About half the time the eggs make it home whole.
On this particular day, Annie was very careful with her 3 raw eggs. She cradled them and loved them all the way home. When we got home, the first thing she did was get a Sharpie and label the eggs. Midget Moe, Tiny Tim, and Bouncy Bob now reside in our refridgerator. How can I possibly crack one now that they have names? It would be inhumane. I just know if they accidently got scrambled Annie would notice and never eat eggs again.
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Just hope the kids don't start giving names to ALL of your groceries...that could get expensive! Uncle Brad
So are the eggs still living in the fridge? Or did they mysteriously get dropped? Curious....
Mer
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