Gramary took Ava out to a farm yesterday to see some goat kids. While there, Ava collected a bunch of eggs, one of which she asked me to scramble for her — with ham — last night when she got home. She was as thrilled as could be with her booty. This morning, Ava asked her Gramary if she could bring some eggs to her teacher at school. The two of them worked up a quick note and pasted it to the top of an egg carton. In the spirit of “pictures or it didn’t happen:”
