Egg-sactly Where You Left It

Growing up, our family always made an evening of coloring Easter eggs. We typically used crayons, which melted quite nicely on the freshly boiled eggs. We also used PAAS dyes. Being silly one year, I dyed one egg with every available color. It came out a bland gray.

Being the youngest by six years, I had free rein in the egg hunt. After collecting the eggs throughout our yard, one egg was missing: the gray one. My sister, who hid them, couldn’t remember where she’d hid it, either. So it went unfound.

Ten years later, I was hand-trimming the grass around our house’s foundation. In a small hole, I saw an unusually round object. Reaching in, I pulled out the gray egg. It was completely hollowed out. I put it in a plastic bag and in our freezer. Then the next time my sister and her fiancé visited, I showed her that I had found the last egg. We had a good long laugh about it.