Ah Easter. A time of family gathering. Egg decorating. Basket hunting. The rebirth of spring. Gasp, it’s all so angelic.
Back to reality: we were coloring eggs earlier this week. The bug had a serial killer theme. Fitting for the holiday surrounding Jesus and his death story. The goose started with anime then moved on to taking requests.
Somehow we got on the subject of childbirth. A logical degradation while crafting. I mentioned a c-section.
The bug said, “who was a c-section?”
“The goose”, I responded.
“Aw, poor thing. You mean you don’t know the joy of crowning.”
I don’t know where that kid gets his material, but I like the cut of his jib.