POP!

Out pops an egg, is what happens when you squeezed the rubber chicken Jude got from his Gramma Sandi for his birthday. It has been a toy that Jude enjoyed immensely, so much so that this morning he decided to take a bite out of it!

I walked into the living room, and Jude was looking like he had done something wrong, and he kept saying, "POP". Then I realized his shirt was all wet, and the chicken was lacking a little something. Now I'm not sure what is inside of a rubber chicken's egg, but so far Jude isn't allergic, so we can rule out dairy and peanuts.

Goodbye chicken, we'll miss you.