My daughter came home last night with a major announcement.
[Daughter] You’re a grandma!
[Me] Excuse me?
From behind her back, my daughter produced a basket. I looked in the basket expecting to find a baby bird or some furry little critter. There, nestled all warm in the basket, was a hard-boiled egg sporting a pink bow on it’s "head" and a smiley face drawn on it.
[Daughter]This is Eggberta.
This morning she took it to school.
