Yesterday while I was cooking dinner and talking to Bret, Cole got into the fridge. Without looking I told him to close the fridge - and then I looked. He had pulled an egg out of the fridge to "make a cake" (this was his response when I asked what he was doing) and accidentally dropped the egg. Since he obviously couldn't make a cake with a broken egg he decided to not let the fun go to waste and proceeded to smear it all over his legs and arms. Talk about a new meaning to egg wash.
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