Go For Broke

cracked_eggsI had just returned from taking out the garbage, when I found a big surprise waiting from me inside our kitchen: 24-eggs smashed. Everywhere.

In the time it took me to collect the trash cans and get them emptied, Luik had single-handedly (well, double-handedly if we’re being accurate) cracked every single egg of two new boxes all over the kitchen. Everywhere. Inside the fridge. On the floor. He even got out some baking utensils and cracked eggs in our left-over dinner dishes on the table. Needless to say, he got in a heap of trouble with his Dad.

But as I spent the next hour-and-a-half cleaning up after my 2-year-old, I had to give him credit on at least one thing: he broke every single stinkin’ egg. I love the picture attached to this post because you can see where he even put one of the shell’s back in the box. But not whole.

I had to give him credit on at least one thing: he broke every single stinkin’ egg.

People often ask me how I do all that I do, or even what motivates me to be so “ridiculously productive,” and the answer is really very simple. I only have one crack at life. (Pun intended). I’d hate to get to heaven and have the Lord say, “Hey Christopher, you could have used a few more eggs in your cheese omelet. Why’d you waste them by leaving them in the box?” I want to access all God has more me…every idea, every adventure, every talent. For his glory’s sake.

So go for broke. Break all the eggs. But make sure it’s not on your Daddy’s floor. (We’ll cover constructive uses of poultry eggs in another post) ch:

  • Luik, was on a mission to have Scramble Eggs. 2-years old is such an entertaining age. Any age is full of entertainment, trials, and tribulations; where our children are concerned.

    They are such joys from God.

  • Speaking of which, Eva just took a bite of my bagel and accidentally bit my finger so hard it hasn’t stopped bleeding yet. Do they carry rabies? ch:

  • Okay, so he made a major (creative) mess, right? So the question is, did he “know” he was doing something wrong? Or was he just experimenting with a new painting medium?

    Coming from you and Jenny, Luik’s bound to be a creative experimenter! lol

  • Well said sir. Note taken. Kids rock!

  • Billy.J

    That’s hilarious!!! I have to agree with Wayne Batson on that one; I definitely think Luik was just exploring the world, and I think next time he wants scrambled eggs, he’ll ask Jen.

    Much love,
    Billy

  • Christian

    Eggcellent! What an eggstraordinary kid, C. Glad to see he’s breaking out of his shell. And it looks like you didn’t have to egg him on. The power of God must be all over him for, as you well know, it is the anointing that breaks….. This story cracked me up. Don’t worry. You’re a good dad and there is no egg on your face. As the Greeks say when they celebrate food and friends, “Ova!” (Oops, sorry, it’s actually “Opa”) but you get the picture.

    🙂

  • Wayne: Considering he’s done this before, and got in trouble, I think he understood the ramifications. However, that being said, I think the little guy really wanted just to cook, and was being brave despite the impending trouble should he be found out. Mooney: Thanks bro! Billy: Ha ha, agreed! Christian: Stop shelling out those one-liners, they’re really just bad yolks. ch:

  • Stanny Stockholm

    Hi Chris, I have to laugh this is some thing that I experienced first hand with Matt at age 2. After waking up to the egg thing not only in the kitchen but on my bed. I thought what am I going to do???? This was getting expensive too. So I put a small bowl of dry cereal and a small amount of milk at eye level in the fridge before I went to bed so the next time he decided to open the fridge there was a surprise there and low and behold no more broken eggs and I would also leave left over meat like chicken and so on. Or put a lock on it lol. Good luck sweetheart!