As soon as I finally convinced my daughter to not only accept eggs but
enjoy them in scrambled form, I have officially tainted them forever in her little toddler mind. I pushed the envelope and decided to hard boil an egg for her tonight to see if she'd enjoy the versatile, elliptical wonder in another costume. I thought that I'd make it more fun for her by carving a little happy face into the egg. In my head I pictured her squealing with delight, pointing at it and having a little play time with it, then eating it because it was soooooo fun. It went so terribly wrong. So, so, so wrong.
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| The culprit. |
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| The culprit as it lies on the high chair tray. |
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| My daughter wondering what the hell I was thinking putting this evil thing in front of her. |
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| Really frightened of the thing. |
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| Wishing it dead. And wondering why I would do this to her. |
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