It was bound to happen

sooner or later. The other moms just shook their heads in disbelief when I told them my kids had never gotten into the eggs. never. No, I had never cleaned up broken eggs from the fridge or floor. Well, yesterday Goldie claimed that first as her own.

I had brought the groceries in and was letting her take them out of the bags when I heard "Goldie has an egg!" So, I pick up the carton, only to find that its empty. All the eggs had been dumped into the bag. This contained the mess nicely. But after counting 7 cracked eggs I decided that we would be having eggs for dinner. So, I mixed in some cheese, milk, leftover taco meat, and green peppers. Ta da. dinner.

I didn't take any pictures this time, but here are some other messes she's made.