comes with a price.
Without asking, RJ got into the fridge and retrieved what he thought was a hard boiled egg. When I happened upon him a few moments later, he was holding both halves of the shell up and staring at the running egg and yolk with the most puzzled look on his face! It was priceless! Fortunately, my child is trained and he did use a paper towel. It was an easy clean-up. Maybe he learned a lesson? Would anyone care to venture what that might have been?
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