Eggs

You might think this is another fun food post - I got creative with eggs. Well, this time, it wasn't me - it was those two DARLING girls I have (if you don't hear the sarcasm, you will as you continue to read).

Let me give you a little background. We (the girls and I) came home early from church yesterday. I wasn't feeling good and everytime Andie sneezed she had double barrel down to the chin. We took a 2 hour nap, woke up for a few hours, I took another 1 1/2 nap - woke up, fed the missionaries and I was back in bed at 7:45pm and slept till 7:30am.

Got up - felt a little bit better, but not up to par. Shawn headed off for school, the girls had breakfast and were watching morning cartoons. Around 9:00am I thought, "I'm going to go lay down for an hour and then try to start my day." I was still not feeling great and felt a need for more sleep. The girls were fine, they had milk and were watching cartoons. I told Andie - I'll be right back, I'm going to take a nap. She said, "OK! Mama." BIG MISTAKE

Just over an hour later, miss Ali shows up in my room. She is looking around for me, I call out, "Hey Baby....come here!" She gets a big grin, comes closer and I think, "What is all over your face?" MOMENT OF PANIC (wish I had a picture)

Little Al's face is crusty yellow all around and what looks to be like an EGG shell stuck to her chin. I jump out of bed, run down the stairs and just put my hands over my faces yelling "OH NO!!!!!! OH NO!!!!! OH NO!!!!!"

This is what I found.Well - ELEVEN of those EVERYWHERE!!!!Yes - those two - mostly one (ALI) little girls had got the eggs out of the fridge and had a little party, breaking them, smearing them, eating them. Who knows what they did. Andie was sitting innocently on the couch with a whole egg in her hand and willingly gave it to me as I approached her. She was content with her cartoons.

Ali on the other hand, came down, giggled and started finger painting with eggs. I was in PANIC stage by now. I tried to call Shawn, no answer. I called Heather - she was at work, Kadee, no answer, LeAnn - no answer, Kadee's husband - no answer. Shawn, no answer. I call LeAnn again and left a message in tears, "LeAnn - I need help, call me!" Finally, Troy calls - "Molly, is everything ok?" I explain what happens - he says he'll call Kadee and she'll be right over. Shawn texts and says, "I'm in class!" I text back "CALL ME - NEED HELP!!" Kadee calls - she runs over. Poor girl - she was my rescuer!! She helped me "laugh" at the situation - I was able to take the girls up and bathe them, while poor Kadee started cleaning up the eggs.

Shawn calls, I explain what's going on and that I had called Brother Weese in the ward to help. Thanks to Brother Weese - he did this!!
My carpets are cleaned and fridge will soon have a devise on it to prevent 18 month olds from getting in.

A HUGE THANKS TO KADEE AND TROY for responding to my cry of help!! Also to LeAnn - who, later brought us dinner! I am so blessed to have such great friends!!!

THANK YOU EVERYONE!! And like Kadee said - "This is going to be really funny in a few days!"