The night before Easter, FLEA dyed lots of Easter eggs. They made a lovely centerpiece for our Easter dinner table.
We noticed a few cracked eggs during the dyeing process; I advised the girls to throw them out. But first I had to show them what the inside of the hard-boiled eggs looked like. Allison was fascinated and kept asking if she could crack more eggs open so she could see the cooked insides. I said no. Tonight, her curiosity got the best of her. I heard lots of loud noises coming from the kitchen. I had no idea what was going on until Elisabeth told me that I should come look in the trash:
Yep, Allison cracked open each and EVERY one of our eggs! All 30 of them. I guess she didn't know that you're not supposed to put all your eggs in one (trash) basket.
Five minutes later, I caught her eating a bowl of Cheerios out of a fancy (plastic) glass.
I asked her what on earth she was doing. I mean, first she cracked 30 eggs open and then she decided she deserved a bowl of cereal princess-style?? She replied matter-of-factly, "All the bowls are dirty!" Hey, can't argue with her logic. It's impossible to stay mad at that kid!
1 comment:
omg.. i am laughing hysterically right now! ohh, i miss your everyday adventures... and am so glad you capture them on camera (and in writing). the thing i'm most interested in (after i get over my laugh attack, that is) -- you HEARD the cracking eggshells?! i suppose 30 eggs might do the trick. annaliese will be all over this idea in a year or two... ;)
hope you are well, my friend. happy anniversary (a couple days late)!!
-e.
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