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Friday, June 29, 2012

Egg-cellent Imaginations!


Silly me for thinking I could actually get something done around the house,while the three girls were awake! We had just gotten home from gym, and rain was moving in, so I thought I better use the time to quickly plant a bunch of hostas which we are relocating from one area of the yard in order to make room for a brand  new deck.  The girls had a picnic lunch outside while I got to work digging.  I worked fast as the three of them played nicely in the fenced in backyard.  Soon the play moved into our playhouse where they were just out of view but I could still hear them carrying on.  They then began making quick trips inside, telling me they had to run and grab their baby dolls.  Soon they were all back in the playhouse, and they informed me that it was their dolls birthday and they were baking her a cake. I thought how nice, what great imaginations they have.  All three were playing so nicely together- I should have known they were up to no good! Soon they called me over to join in the celebration and sing happy birthday, before cake time.  Boy was I surprised to learn that their imaginations were not working overtime- they were in fact attempting to make an actual cake.  In their trips inside they had managed to smuggle out eggs, oil, chocolate syrup and grated cheese (which I guess they thought looked like flour)!  I'm glad I discovered it when I did, before they ate their fill but unfortunately the damage of a dozen broken egg shells was already done!

6 comments:

  1. Oh no! That's so funny! It's fascinating how kids minds work! I live that story.

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  2. Love it! Great story. Not sure how you kept a straight face.

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  3. I *know* that was a mess, but what an awesome story! And I have to say I'm laughing at a full 12 broken eggs! ;)

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  4. At least they know the ingredient list for cake ;) you have some future bakers on your hands

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  5. Oh wow! Sounds like their imaginations are in full bloom!

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  6. Love it, Amanda! Yep...quiet usually means trouble. :)

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