Eggs

Enjoyed laying in bed leisurely this morning talking to B. She's always good for interesting facts or observations. Like.... "you could use a lawn mower to shave your arm pits" or after telling her that some women never shave their armpits, "Ewww, wouldn't their hair come down their arm and out their tshirt?". She was telling me how she wanted to be a Dr and go to Harvard, Stanford or Princeton and asking if her elementary school grades counted in getting into college. Evidently she got a few wrong on some computer program at school and thought it would hinder her shot at the ivy leagues. 3rd grade and she is worrying about how she's getting into college. I really better start saving some (lots and lots) of money. Or hope that her golfing skills get really, really good. Then the conversation turned to when my grandparents died, which ones were at my wedding and the years of all these things. Trust me when I say that was a lot of math for my early morning brain. She asked how my mom's mom (Nanny) died. I said that she had Alzheimer's and ovarian cancer. "What is ovarian cancer?" So I started off by saying you know how girls have ovaries and they make eggs..... The look on her face was priceless as she said,"We make eggs?!" We had been through the baby making talk, but she was thinking of chicken's and eggs and that we could lay them! ROFL!

Surprisingly enough she asked for eggs for breakfast.