"Oh, Christmas Eggs!"

Last time I needed eggs I purchased the brown ones. I hard boiled some brown, some white. The older guys love them.

As I was peeling a few this morning, Hayden came over to see what I was doing. "Oh, Christmas eggs!" he exclaimed.

"Easter," I corrected, "but these are brown eggs."

After I peeled them, he looked at the four eggs, "where did the Easter eggs go?" he asked.

"They all look the same inside," I replied.

He thought about it for a minute and said, "it's almost Christmas."

Ah, the attention span of a four year old ..... about 2 minutes.