Sunday, March 23, 2008
Easter Egg Madness
I asked Devon if he’d ask the neighbor for an egg so I could make a pineapple-upside-down cake to bring to the Easter dinner to which we were invited. The irony in this is that I had 4 dozen eggs (no joke) in the fridge, but all of them were hard boiled and dyed funny colors. Devon was very willing to go, which made me wonder what he was up to so I asked.
“Oh, this is going to be good,“ he said excitedly. “I’m going to knock on the door and say, “My mother is baking a cake. May I please have an egg?“ When they come back with an egg I’m going to take it, and right in front of them smash the egg against the side of their house on purpose. Then I’m going to right away ask, “So hey, may I please have one for my mom, now?“”
I almost peed myself laughing. I would have paid to see him do it, but I’m pretty sure if he had, we wouldn’t be allowed to borrow eggs ever again. He came back with one egg and no one called to complain, so I’m assuming he didn’t actually do it. I hope.
