Thursday was Parent/Teacher conference day, so I got to see artwork that was hanging in the hallway outside of John's classroom.
This Easter is going to be electric! It's electric!
In case you need the translation: "My egg is electric. It will shock you. It will hurt a lot. My egg has a lot of wires. It is big."
Now that I've typed it out, I'm trying to decide if I should be a little worried. Or disturbed. Or just chalk it up to the crazy imagination of boys. Hmm.