Sunday, November 15

Sometimes I Wonder About Us

Wook's only means of eating eggs are when they're prepared to a hard scramble.

So what does he do when I decided to take a few and hard boil them for snack time?

He draws faces on them. Like they're terrified of being eaten. Now what am I going to do with these? I can't eat them now. They're too cute. Just look at them. The right one is clearly sleep deprived, while the left seems like a sea sick Asian. They just can't win.

4 comments:

  1. OHHHHH---there's so cute........set them free Ashley, please....and going back to your question about surviving a northeaster'. I have a suggestion. MOVE TO THE WEST COAST. we don't have those out here.haha MISS YOU

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  2. The Sheriff says.... I second that. Move to a safer place.... SoCal. The land of earthquakes and uncontrolable brush fires.

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  3. This is nearly an entire year later - but for some reason I re-visited this post and still laughed my ass off.

    Then, I read the Sheriff's comment. Laughed some more.

    I needed that.
    Miss you.

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