A cautionary tale about sharing refrigerator space.
I enjoyed a little early morning quiet as Archie disappeared into the back yard. After about ten minutes, he shuffled past.
Me: Whatcha doing out there?
Archie: Using eggs to make bugs sticky.
Me: (thinking crap we only have two eggs left!) Really? How many eggs?
Archie: (as though speaking to a lunatic) We only have two left. I used the other small eggs.
Me: The other eggs are Aysin’s. (not being fresh from the farm, they are not as big or thick as the ones we usually have)
Archie: Sorry. I didn’t know they were anyone’s. I need them for the potion to make bugs sticky in the back yard.
I’m thinking this may be one reason we’re not cut out for communal living.