Unless someone like you cares a whole awful lot, nothing is going to get better. It's not. --Dr. Seuss, The Lorax.

Tuesday, January 10, 2012

The egg Project

Yesterday in health class we were all informed that we would be taking care of an egg for an entire week.
Today we got our eggs. We had to come up with a name for them, make a family history, get a fake birth certificate, and find a babysitter to watch the egg when we are not home. The egg is to come to school with us everyday, and we are to treat it as though it was a real baby. Unfortunatly this means no stuffing it in our locker and forgetting about it. That would count as an automatic 0.
So, I got my egg. IT'S A BOY!! I was handed the little white oval and became the mother of a...bouncing...baby...egg. I named him only the best name I could think of at the time. Herman Daniel Johnson. So when I got home I introduced my family to the new...egg....
The good news is little Herman Daniel Johnson was warmly welcomed, by everyone.

Herman Daniel Johnson in the bed I made him. The refridgorater will be his bedroom.

'Uncle' Timothy welcomes Herman Daniel Johnson.

I change the eggs diaper XD

STORY TIME!!!
All right, So that is my bizarre story of the week. I was a little mad that I had to take care of the egg for a week so I decided to do something that would entertain myself, so I wouldn't be so annoyed:)
Anyways, if you get an egg project I totally feel ya!
                           That's all for now --Shannon


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