Happiness is a boiled egg.

Spunkygirl didn't want her cheerios this morning. She just sat there on her throne, yelling at Buddyboy and me to "EAT!" while she stirred her cereal with the handle of her spoon. Good mothers don't let their children out of the house without breakfast, or so I've been told. I peeled a boiled egg, put it on a plate, and set it in front of the crabby child. "Egg! Egg! TWO egg!" She smiled so hard that her whole body shook.