Not eggs-actly a good start to the morning.

You have to admire the boys ingenuity. Every Friday night I make the same mistake. I think “Oh great it’s the weekend. I can have a bit of a sleep-in tomorrow morning. Might allow myself to stay up a little later tonight.”

Not a great idea. Yeah I had fun last night. The boy fell asleep on the lounge nice and early. The missus was out to all hours of the night (In fact I better go check and see if she’s home yet) so I had the place to myself.

Time to be a Rock God. I turned on the Playstation to have a quick go of some new Guitar Hero songs I downloaded. At 1:30 this morning I finally turned the thing off and went to bed. As I mentioned earlier, the boy fell to sleep nice and early. And as with every action there is an equal and opposite re-action, the boy woke up early.

He’s usually pretty good. As long as we get up and set him up in front of the tele with his bottle he will often let us stay in bed. Sometimes we even get a bit more sleep. But when the time comes that he is ready for us to wake up, then you can pretty much be assured that there will be no more sleep.

This morning he started with one of his noisy toys. Then when that didn’t work he simply jumped up and down on us. Well because I went to bed late last night, it was going to take more than the usual box of tricks to get me up. And unusual it was.

He came into the bedroom to show me an egg carton with two eggs in it. First thought was “I better get those off him before they end up on the floor.” Then the other thought processes kicked in. We only went shopping a couple of days ago and we haven’t had any eggs recently (Except maybe on a McMuffin or two). Anyways as I am walking out to put the two eggs back in the fridge I am trying to retrace the steps of the last few days. "How did we go through so many eggs?"

I am not an overly smart man, but I can count to twelve and there was definitely twelve eggs in that carton last time I looked. And sure enough. By the time I got to the fridge I saw it. A nice pile of (I am hoping 10) eggs splattered on the floor in front of the fridge. Needless to say I spent the next 20 minutes cleaning it up. Eggs are really hard to clean up. They’re gooey and you can’t pick them up cos they just slop everywhere. You can’t soak them up cos they’re a semi permeable liquid. So needless to say it was quite a task at 7:30 in the morning after only 6 hours sleep.