The other night MOM and I were goofing around with eggs. MOM was planning a creative Sunday School lesson for her youth at church. I was a big help. We are after all, a team. When we had about finished MOM bet me I could not balance an egg on my snooter. HA! Challenge excepted. I mean after all I have balanced treats, a stack of Girl Scout cookies, raspberries, a kitty. Well OK maybe not a kitty, although a couple of kitties have attached themselves to my face. With a resume like that how hard could an egg be.
I started out slow by laying down and holding my breath so my breathing would not make the egg fall.
Then soon I was able to breathe and hold the egg on my snooter. And then.....
I was sitting up laughing with that egg on my nose. hahhaha I win. MOM was amazed. And in case you are wondering, YES this is a real egg and it is NOT hard boiled.
See, a real egg with a yoke and everything.
Next I am going to see if I can balance TWO eggs sunny-side up with a side of bacon and toast on my tongue. Stay tuned for that. hehehhe