We round out the world tour with guest blogger Robin O’Bryant. Robin is my hero– she managed to write a book and keep her wicked sense of humor while staying home with her three daughters. If you love her writing voice as much as I do, please support her on her path to publication by following her blog.
Effin Eggs, by Robin O’bryant
Zeb had to work on Saturday a few weeks back. Because he is the most awesome husband alive (or possibly because he feared for his safety and the safety of his children), he stayed home until around 8:30 so I could sleep late. (Yes, people without children. 8:30 is late.)
I get up, get my coffee, check the email, update the FaceBook status…all of the important things you do first thing in the morning. My four year old, Aubrey, comes over and asks me if I’ll make her pancakes. I told her I would be glad to as soon as I finished up on the computer.
She said, “But Momma, there’s only one effin egg….”
I’m still not really awake. (In case you don’t know me, I prefer not to speak OR be spoken to until about 11:30am, but I have 3 kids under 4, so rarely do I get my way.) I wasn’t sure I heard her correctly….
“WHAT did you say?” I asked her.
“THERE is only ONE EFFIN EGG!, ” she is definitely screaming at me now.
This can not be. Where would she have heard such language?
“Aubrey, what did you say?”
Shaking both of her fists in the air, she screamed at the top of her lungs, “DADDY WAS GOING TO MAKE PANCAKES THIS MORNING, BUT THERE WAS ONLY ONE EFFIN EGG!”
Nice. I called Zeb and asked “Was there only one effin egg?” His deep philosophical response… “oops.” Lovely.
*Disclaimer- She did say “effin” and not the actual “f-bomb”, it’s my silver lining.
You can find my friend, Robin, over at Robin’s Chicks, where she’s ruling the roost, one chick at a time. That concludes the blog tour. Be sure to tip your waitress.
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