What Came First?

Owen and I saw a fallen bird's nest yesterday with two broken eggs.

"What's this, Mommy?" Owen asked.

"Well," I said, "They're broken birdy eggs."

Owen examined them for a good long while. "Eggs," he said thoughtfully. "Two broken eggs."

I watched him with what I thought was an appropriate "sad mommy" look on my face, wondering if now was the time for Owen's first questions about death.

Instead, he exclaimed "More at the store!" and hopped back into his little car.