Funnily enough, I, too, had a boiled egg today which was the first time in ages. Just the one, though. And in a boring plain white egg cup. So all hail the Eater of Three Eggs. And can I ask how many soldiers?
Ah - my daughter is as one with your son in her love of eggs in substantial quantities. Unlike me. I can only eat eggs if they are cooked in something and no trace of anything that looks remotely like an egg remains. Cake, for example . . .
This made me laugh too! Must be those eyes! K x
Cute photo! My son's room sounds like it might be rather like yours...
I'm told there were 24 soldiers!
Wow, someone went to town on those eggs :)
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