I fed The Pixie scrambled eggs for dinner and she was yummeying them up.
“So mom,” she asked “how do you make an egg?”
Hmm..well, first you have to be a chicken.
“Ahhhh-haa!!” she said with dawning wisdom and comprehension.
She mulled it over along with her next bite.
Then she said, “OK, OK, and then what do I do?”
I laughed. I could not stop laughing so I could not answer.
“What?!?” she asked, “Then I add salt?”