Special Delivery

Joel came to me this evening and said, "Mama, me got eggs!" I only saw one egg. It was in his hand. I asked Joel where the other eggs were. "In mine pockets!" he said. Joel had put a pair of jeans on all by himself in the late afternoon. The problem was the jeans were Jude's, not Joel's, so they were a bit tight. The eggs were really difficult to get out of the pockets. We did manage to get them out without any breakage, but one egg fell to the floor as Joel was attempting to put it on the kitchen counter.