Wednesday, May 6, 2009


Before I tell the story, I have to give a little background: A couple weeks ago my Dad convinced Ian he could lay eggs. He would have Ian squat and push, then my Dad would show him an egg (which he had gotten from the fridge a couple minutes before without Ian knowing).


Yesterday morning, after feeding Luke, I walked into the living room. There was Ian with this pants down bent over looking between his legs.
The conversation went like this:

"What are you doing?"
Very seriously Ian said "Mommy, egg coming!"
"There is no egg"
"Yes Mommy. It coming"
"I don't think so"
"Yes, here it come"
"Pull you're pants up, there is no egg"
"No, Mommy EGG!!!"
I walked over to him and told him "There... I just looked and there's no egg. Are you sure you don't have to go the bathroom?"
"No Mommy, no potty. Egg coming!"
This went on for a couple more minutes before he finally gave up and put his pants back on.

It gets better...
So, later that afternoon, I was sitting on the floor and I got up a little too fast
(I hurt my tailbone on Monday,fight with a lounge chair, it won)!
All I said was "ouch" and I put my hand on my lower back.
Ian saw this. Ran over to me and said "Egg Mommy?" Then he started looking for the egg.
So, thanks Dad! Not only does Ian lay eggs, but I guess I do too! LOL


Serina said...

Ha, that is a great story!

Jen said...

That is so funny, I'm glad you'll be able to look back at the blog and remember this one.