I can tell that my kids have grown up in the city.
Rick and I were discussing tomorrow morning's breakfast plans, and he said we needed to use up the eggs that were in the fridge. I had mentioned that there were only five left, and that that wouldn't be enough for everyone. Martha chimed in, "Yeah, and they've gotten all brown and everything now." We explained to her that some chickens lay eggs with brown shells...
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