Some EGGStatic chicklets…

These are my guests, the two footed gals that my daughter and her husband brought with them when they journeyed South at Christmastime. They need little care and thank me in great disproportion to what I do for them by laying at least two eggs a day.

I told my kids that they were acting a bit cocky lately and that maybe they were cooking up an Easter surprise. They didn’t agree with me but, sure enough look what they produced …

My son-in-law was the one who found the “gifts”. Of course the ladies had a cohort in this fiasco. It was me and I had a lot of fun with it! I bought these two plastic eggs that unhinged and were just the right size so that I could put one of their own eggs inside and then I‘d “planted” them.

When all was said and done I think I got a much bigger kick out of the whole fiasco than either my kids or the chicklets did … but, hey, don’t they say that we become child-like in our old age? I know that I do !