What an Egg-citing morning

This morning Lacy was set to have eggs for breakfast. She told me while I was still in bed. I was sore from a vigorous yoga set from the day before so I was taking my time. I got to the kitchen and found Lacy had broken two eggs into the tiniest tupperware container we had in our home. It probably fits about 1/2 of a cup in it, if that. Two eggs were overflowing in this teeny little thing. But no egg shells! Of course, Rose decided she wanted to help as well. But her eggs weren't broken as neatly as Lacy's were. She broke hers on the floor.