Egg Shells

One sizzling summer, David, my husband who was five at that time, his eight and a half month pregnant mother put David down for a nap. She went out to a backyard to do some slight garden before his sister Deby was born. The problem was David was not tired enough to shut his eyes. He instead decided to do something mischievously. He tipped toe to the kitchen and to see what was in the refrigerator.

He found a dozen of unbroken shells. He opened it up without his mother knowledge. This time he wasn't hungry for the eggs. Instead, he desperated to do some science experiments. He broke each single egg lightly. Yup, all of the 12 eggs were broken! Each egg faced toward to the running floor fan. The yolks splashed ALL OVER THE WALL ! After he was done, he quietly put each broken eggs back in a carton. What a mischievous child, but clever!

Then again, he went back to his own tiny twin bed. He was pretending to be asleep because he knew his mother was about to come in. As soon his mother walked into the kitchen, she was startled to see the yolks were all over the kitchen's wall. She immediately knew it was David because he was the ONLY person in the house, besides her.

She stomped angrily toward to his bedroom. David was trying so hard to hold his both eyes still. His furious mother was staring at him impatiently. Once he opened his eyes, she bawled and dragged him into the kitchen. Indubitably, he was acting like if he didn't do anything wrong.

How can you expect a five year old boy to clean the yolks out on a high kitchen wall? Thus, it left his eight and a half month pregnant mother NO choice, except she had to do it ALL by herself before they turned rotten.