For some reason Porter loves eggs. He mostly just loves to eat them and get them out of the fridge to help make breakfast. Then suddenly we'd catch him carrying around eggs. The boiled ones weren't so bad, but the raw ones always make me nervous. Come to find out, he thinks that they have baby dinosaurs in them, and if he takes care of it the egg will crack and he will have his own dinosaur....I'm not quite sure how to reply to that...I definitely don't want to ruin his dreams! Who knows, we may have a paleontologist on our hands!!
3 comments:
That is so great! It's amazing what kids come up with.
Easier to take care of than a cat, I guess, though I didn't think that was possible.
hey, I didn't know you had a blog. It's not much of a blog, but still entertaining.
I have one too. Check it out by order of the queen:
http://emmapal.blogspot.com
So I am guessing that the egg has hatched by now. Or maybe it went bad and he dropped it on your keyboard and now your computer doesnt work. You usually are a better than me at blogging. Once a quarter is what I shoot for. :)
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