Who's Charlie?

This morning the Mad Hatter asked for eggs for bread-fest.

In this house we have three kinds of eggs - whole (hard boiled), hiding eyes (the mommy-feels-safer version of sunny-side up), and chopped (scrambled).

Happy to oblige, I asked her what kind of eggs she'd like.

Three times. The first two times she said eggs which obviously was of no help, but to her credit, she's got a bit of a cold and is a little off this morning.

She finally clarified that she'd like chopped eggs, and off I scrambled to the kitchen (yep, bad pun intended).

I was about to pour the scrambled mixture into the frying pan when a little voice behind me said "Mommy, I want hiding eyes eggies."

ME: "Sweetie, I asked you three times and you said chopped. I already started them so that's what we're having this morning. Sorry, Charlie."

"Who's Charlie?" she asked.

ME: "Sweetie, that's just a phrase. You know, I was just saying that today we're having chopped eggs because that's what you asked for and I already started making them."

"Yeah Mommy, but WHO is Charlie?"

In the time it took me to try explaining what a figure of speech is, I could have made the scrambled eggs and two orders of hiding eyes eggs.

And I'm still not sure she gets it.

She did, however, enjoy her chopped eggs!