Tonight was one of those nights when you don't realize it but you've lost track of one of your kids and yes, she's doing something terrible. I was upstairs tending to the screaming baby, and Jon was feeding the dogs, and we each thought the other was watching Elsie. Left alone for a total of maybe 5 minutes, Elsie did this...
"Eggy soup, with lemon, for my tea party."
Jon found her after she had cracked close to a dozen eggs. Some into my salt bowl for soup, and the rest onto the floor. Proud as a peacock, she had covered my kitchen island in raw egg. Way to go wild one. Perhaps next time you could make soup with something less slimy.
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