
Connor got to experience a little tradition from my side of the family this week. His Nana (my mom) brought him cascarones. Cascarones for those who don't know are empty egg shells filled with confetti and have a thin paper covering the hole. They are usually decorated
or colored. Nana brought the eggs over and Connor thought they were more eggs to hunt. So I took him outside and cracked an egg over his head. I cracked the egg in my hand over his head, not actually on his head. He can experience that pain later with his cousins. He thought it was the coolest thing and wanted to crack eggs over every one's head. He started first with his daddy because daddy got home right after I cracked one on him. The great sport that dad is he came outside and Connor told him "Carry you daddy". Scott picked him up and Connor cracked the egg over his daddy's head. Then Connor looked for someone else and
there walked up Siefker (our dog) and then he
got his Nana too. He loved it and wanted to crack them all but he didn't. He saved two, one for Trinity and her sister Taylor. So ever since I hear everyday how we should go to Trinity's house because Connor wants to crack an egg on her head. He did not get me, I think because I was the one taking the pictures. Siefker did steal two of the eggs out of the carton. I am not sure but I do think that he thought that they might have food in them. I bet he was disappointed when he bit into them.
or colored. Nana brought the eggs over and Connor thought they were more eggs to hunt. So I took him outside and cracked an egg over his head. I cracked the egg in my hand over his head, not actually on his head. He can experience that pain later with his cousins. He thought it was the coolest thing and wanted to crack eggs over every one's head. He started first with his daddy because daddy got home right after I cracked one on him. The great sport that dad is he came outside and Connor told him "Carry you daddy". Scott picked him up and Connor cracked the egg over his daddy's head. Then Connor looked for someone else and
there walked up Siefker (our dog) and then he
got his Nana too. He loved it and wanted to crack them all but he didn't. He saved two, one for Trinity and her sister Taylor. So ever since I hear everyday how we should go to Trinity's house because Connor wants to crack an egg on her head. He did not get me, I think because I was the one taking the pictures. Siefker did steal two of the eggs out of the carton. I am not sure but I do think that he thought that they might have food in them. I bet he was disappointed when he bit into them.





