Monday, April 5, 2010


We, for some reason, have a lot a hard-boiled eggs in the house right now. Which means deviled eggs. The Younger Daughter was helping mash the yolks for The Wife when The Wife noticed that with each yolk the Younger Daughter was stabbing the yolk and then mashing it all while saying "First I pierce its heart, then I crush it." Sometimes my children frighten me.

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