Actual conversation with my six year old:
Him: “What are those?” pointing at carton of eggs.
Me: “Eggs.”
Him: “We had real eggs at school!”
Me: “More real than these?”
Him: “Yes!! The kind that come from a chicken.”
Tags: chicken, coming-first, egg
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Mostly harmless.
2 comments
April 24, 2007 at 2:48 pm
Katie
LOL We used to have “real” eggs at my grandma’s farm. It just seemed so wrong to me that a raw egg should have a warm shell. (You know, from the chicken sitting on it.)
April 24, 2007 at 4:38 pm
InterstellarLass
I wonder where they make the eggs…