Last night, I left some hard boiled eggs on the counter in a bowl. One of the reasons my husband is perfect for me is his willingness to clean up the kitchen after I have made it into a natural disastor area. I do most of the cooking and tons of baking and he diligently stays a step behind me cleaning up my act. After dinner last night, he inquired if the eggs in the bowl were hard boiled and could he put them in the fridge with the rest of the eggs. Today, I opened the carton to find this scene. This is not the first time my hard-boileds have gained personalities… but is the first time in awhile. The childlike glee I have from finding these eggs is enough to energize me for days. My heart just bursts with love for the man that knows how much these little things mean to me.
June 10th, 2008 at 6:02 pm
That is so hilarious! I love it!
June 10th, 2008 at 6:11 pm
I love this!
June 10th, 2008 at 7:24 pm
aw, shucks.
June 11th, 2008 at 1:28 am
That is the sweetest thing I’ve ever seen. I’m blessed to say I have a husband like that as well. We are 2 very lucky women!
Take care
Tory
June 11th, 2008 at 11:55 am
Ok seriously…. just the fact that he cleans up after you is more than enough… but to leave you little notes on your eggs! Unreal. Lucky girl.
June 11th, 2008 at 4:44 pm
Awww… Isn’t it funny how something so silly and sweet can mean more to you that any store-bought gift ever could?
June 11th, 2008 at 4:45 pm
oops, lol – change “that” to than and my comment may make more sense!
June 15th, 2008 at 8:52 pm
[...] Tagged eggs that look like ghosts with afros, eggy, fun, hard-boiled, the faces of food [...]
June 17th, 2008 at 3:44 pm
Beats roses any day of the week.
June 20th, 2008 at 5:06 pm
The little things add up to so much don’t they? Shows character. Your banana bread looks insatiable! I will try the recipe!