Eggy Eggs

So, PP wanted eggs for lunch.    PP always wants eggs for lunch, for dinner, for breakfast…. basically anytime it’s food time!    Eggy, eggy, eggs.

And, since I’m such an awesome Omie, I let her crack the eggs one time.    Then, if you have kids, you know what happened.    She has to crack the eggs EVERY time now!    What was I thinking???    So, here we were after church, making scrambled eggs.    And she “stirs” them with the purple spatula, which doesn’t work, of course, because she basically just chases the yolks around and around the bowl.

 

WE always called it a pancake turner. Why did I say spatula??

 

So, next thing I know, she’s “stirring” them with her hands!    Wha????    Oh well, we washed her hands before, and we’ll bless the food before we eat it, so just grin and bear it.

Sometimes it’s hard to choke down the shells, but she tries!    (I try to distract her long enough to get the huge pieces out, but….)

Then she “helps” me pour them into the frying pan.    And I use “helps” really, really loosely.    I put the pan on the back burner, and she stirs the eggs until she gets bored, 5.6 seconds, or so, then she moves her stool to the sink to wash her hands.    And treat them to a full 15 minute spa experience, if I’ll let her!

It’s so purdy!!

 

Then, this time, the alarm went off!  

ANNOYING ALARM!!

 

I just ignored it, because it meant the eggs were ready!  But it scared PP, poor baby.   Happily, the eggs were done enough, and I turned off the stove, and the hideous clamoring ceased.   {Later, when I went to clean up, I saw the problem, in her enthusiasm, PP had slopped the eggs all over the burner.   Boy, if that wasn’t a joy to try to scrub up!}

Anyway, we said our blessing, and she inhaled the eggs.   And I thought I ate fast!    That girl loves her eggs!!    And she eats 3 every time!    So, of course I have to eat three, to keep up with her.   So, that’s half a dozen eggs, just for the two of us!!    And eggs are expensive, so it costs me…  calculating….  a whole dollar every meal!    Well, when you put it like that, it’s the cheapest meal ever!    50 cents each!

So, we were both full, we had a bonding experience, and the alarm was silent.    A successful end to our adventure!

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