I proceeded to cook the eggs and served them on the plate for Ty. When I went to get the other egg, it was missing. My first thought was perhaps I had dropped it on the floor and somehow didn't notice it.
Nope.
I then started looking on the counter to see if it rolled away (you know-since eggs always do that...) when I noticed K laying on the sofa in a somewhat-fetal position looking sad. I said, "K K? Are you alright?" She got up and walked over to me with her hands bundled up in her shirt and in quite a sad voice said, "I don't want the chicken to die! I'm trying to warm it up!" I tried not laughing, but how could you not when history almost repeats itself??? (for those of you not familiar-Bec had a similar experience with her mom when she was little) Kailee took the egg off the stove when I wasn't looking and wrapped it up in her pj shirt! She was trying to revive it back to life! She looked so heart broken when I asked her to give it back to me. I had to go into some serious details on the gestation of an egg (and with my last biology class YEARS ago-I couldn't remember any details...) and how we're NOT killing a chicken when we eat eggs. She felt better (or as she says, "Bether") and was perfectly fine eating her eggs-over-easy after-all.
The funny thing was, Dallin listened intently to the entire conversation as if these were thoughts he had thought before, just never asked. Guess this morning was their Intro to Biology lesson!
