Ellie and I were looking through a cook book when we came upon the breakfast section. There was a picture of a fried egg. When Ellie ask me what the egg was called, she must have though I said “eye egg” and not fried egg. So now we have eye eggs for breakfast.
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what a cute tradition :o)
Kids say the darndest things. Ellie's Aunt Cindy, at 3, heard me say "toes in her egg". She tried.
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