Everyday dose of Reality
It is Friday and I can already tell by the way it is shaping up, it’s going to be a heck of a day. Woke up to a child standing over me covered in vomit, ah you have to love mornings like that. There is no other reality check for a parent than a child plastered head to toe with puke, to confirm the love you have for your child. Next was, Hyper Minnie wanting hard boiled eggs. Ever have one of those moments totally unplanned when you are rushing around? For example, you are half awake mashing the crap out of the power button on the coffee maker, while pulling a Fruit Loop from someones nose, pet the pushy dog with a foot, and keep breathing with a five year old squeezing your waist until you see spots and feel light headed. Then another little person comes and asks for something like boiled eggs, as you are trying to make your way out the door to do stuff in the yard.
This is my morning so far and it is only 9:34 am. I threw the eggs on a whim and out the door I went with my regularly planned list in my head. The result was an hour later, Isabelle FRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRReaking out in the kitchen. I remember when the home microwave hit the market and Sears was the first one in my area to sell the magical box. With your brand spanking new microwave came a book. In this handy dandy book of recipes, there was a page that explained how to make scrambled eggs in the microwave. Several egg-citing explosions and rubbery egg glued to the microwave later, I got the hang of it. This morning I had a flashback to my microwave eggs. Did you know…if you leave eggs to boil in water long enough to evaporate all the water, not only do the egg shells burn, once hot enough the EXPLODE? Yeah, welcome to my morning. Fruit Loop or egg anyone?