Mama Diaries

Monday, March 25, 2013

Cracking Eggs

When I woke up from my nap on Saturday, I was hit with the realization that I had a lot of cooking to do.  Passover dinner was to be at my house the next day.  And I hadn't even started. (If you have no idea about how extensive Passover dinners are, let me just say, it's basically a twenty course meal.)

I began with the hard boiled eggs - fifteen of them.  After they were cooked, I cracked and peeled off the shells, one at a time.  Not fun! 

My eight year old son wandered into the kitchen.  He stood next to me and watched me intently.  "Mama, that's not how you do it," he said.

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"Watch and learn, Mama."  He grabbed the bowl of eggs.  And then do you know what he did?  He dumped them on the floor!

I stared at him, speechless.

He grinned.  "See Mama, now they're all cracked!"

And then he walked off, leaving me to clean up the mess on the floor.

Oy gewalt!


27 comments:

  1. Dear Bubba,

    I think you went too far this time.

    Love,
    Janie

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  2. Yikes! You're a calmer person than I am. ;)

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  3. Lol! But it did get them cracked, didn't it?

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  4. No way....I would have been really mad! Hope your meal turned out perfectly.

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    1. Everything turned out great. My husband helped with the lamb chops and soup. He did a great job!

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  5. Oh no! *LOL* Well, I guess that's one way.

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    1. That's what I call thinking outside of the box!

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  6. That's terrible! Hope your Passover was grand all the same.

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    2. We had a wonderful Passover - no glitches!

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  7. Well at least he didn't leave you with egg on your face, literally.

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    1. Except Schultz doesn't eat egg shells. ;)

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  9. Sounds naughty but practical. Could be good in the long run. Just stopped by because you're follower and I'm having a luau.

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    1. I'll have to check out your luau. Sounds fun!

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  10. Tell the truth - did you scoop them up and see what you could use or start over? That's a lot of eggs to waste. That wouldn't work in my world.

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    1. I used them all. Five second rule! ;)

      Seriously, though, they were pretty much still in their shells.

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  11. This will be a story you'll be telling to his kids one day...

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    1. Oh, I have so many stories to tell to his kids! ;)

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  12. Oh, my! My jaw dropped after reading that. You are a much calmer, more patient mother than I am. I think I'd have been turning different shades of red while calling the child back by his full given name, to make him clean up the mess he made. I hope your dinner went well. : )

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    1. Ha! My dinner did go well, in spite of the eggs on the floor!

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  13. Oh oh, Bubba. Your poor mama.
    Hope you had an enjoyable family passover dinner. :-)

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  14. Ack! I can't believe he did that! I would have lost my cool for sure...

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