True story, happened last spring.
Spring was in the air, and all over the country proud families gathered to celebrate their college graduates. My aunt rode six long hours to attend her granddaughter’s commencement in New England. The trip was long, but she was a great traveler, entertaining the rest of the family with tales, tidbits and delightful conversation.
Sunday Morning Breakfast Surprise by allie taylor
She’s done a lot of living in her eighty years. Kind and generous, she’d give you the shirt off her back. Expressive, she often speaks in emphatic superlatives.
“Isn’t this the most MAR-velous weather you’ve ever SEEN?” She’s passionate, feels intensely…. laughs one minute, cries the next.
Resourceful, she wastes nothing. Especially food. Not a morsel, a crumb or a berry. Leftovers are promptly converted to ”absolutely de-LEC-table” casseroles or smoothies.
She was a guest in her nephew’s home over graduation weekend. Other out of town relatives stayed in nearby homes. She was scheduled to travel back home on Sunday, but would attend church first.
Her host family baked a lovely breakfast quiche. Much as she wanted to partake, she declined, not wanting to cause extra restroom stops, inconveniencing the other passengers on the long trip home.
Something must have been in the air that morning. Because her great nephew Hudson, in a house several miles north also declined breakfast. His eggs were scrambled.
He sat in his highchair, did everything BUT put them in his mouth: smushing, smearing, finger painting, and drooling. He highlighted his hair, then pushed a large mound off the tray. Plop they went, onto the floor. He giggled.
Perhaps he had no appetite because he’d been fighting a terrible cold? A-A-A-ACHOO!!!! He sneezed twice violently, successfully clearing his thickly clogged passages, then returned to the finger painting. It wasn’t pretty.
His daddy had just finished brushing his teeth, and walked into the kitchen to discover the carnage. Time was short, but he whisked the toddler to the tub for an impromptu bath.
Meanwhile, I hurriedly scooped the breakfast mess from the tray and floor, scraping it onto a plate slated for the compost pile. The plate was inadvertently left on the kitchen counter as we rushed off to an early morning church music rehearsal.
Several hours later, Auntie was dropped off at our home to catch a ride with other relatives. She cheerfully spent just a few minutes at the kitchen counter waiting for her ride to arrive, then rode the short distance to church.
She walked through the church doors, greeting us and the extended family with her characteristic exuberance and gratitude.
“Thank you so MUCH for the breakfast eggs. I found them on the counter. You are so hos-PIT-able. They were absolutely de-LIGHT-ful! Not sure if they were for ME, but as I always say….Waste not, want not!”
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Would love to have seen your face. I’m guessing she never knew the truth.
aunt pinkie says
What a funny story – hmmm! Ha-ha!
Christy Smith says
Aunt Pinkie…you are one of the best storytellers I know, so thank you for entertaining us yet again by being the subject matter of a story that makes one laugh and cringe all at the same time! We love you!!
nancy mcmahan says
Aunt Pinkie….Auntie. if so, just finding out? With your description of Auntie I would bet she would just say something like…. everyone has to eat a peck of dirt in their life. At least my Mom would say that. Beauuuuu tiful story.
Christy Smith says
Oh my word!! This story is even more wild when you know the actors in the drama! I alternately laughed and cringed reading this true tale today (and this was my second exposure). All is well that ends well!
Linda Jenkins says
Oh my goodness! Your face must have been a perfect mixture of horror, laughter, and surprise. Knowing you, I imagine you smiled your best smile, gave her a hug, and ushered her to a seat in the church. What a treasure this woman is. God truly does work in the most mysterious ways. I am still trying to keep from giggling out loud.
Note to self. 😉
Oooh… !!! That is so scary…..!!!
My mother was the same way – grew up in the 30’s in war-torn Philippines – waste not, want not. And she didn’t even live by the 5 second rule! Cheers to your auntie’s strong constitution!
Tears are streaming down my face from laughing so hard. What a delightful story!
Aunt Margie says
Ahem, sister dear! We all share the same genes. However, some of us make it more of an event!!
Hahaha! This is STILL hilarious!
SOOO funny!! Pinkie, you are such a great sport.
Postscript: Hudson ate all of his french toast today. He’s kind of moved on from scrambled. (Un)fortunately, though, no leftovers.
Barbara Child says
If she had only known! Wow!
Tracy Costa says
Oh my, my, my! Horrified you must have been! What a story! We listened, Cam and I. He couldn’t believe it!
Love it!!! If you must have been horrified when you found out.
Haha Allie, so… Did you tell her? Oh, what a story! And, you did such a good job showing us your aunts character, iam tempted to guess how she reacted…
Hope you and all your boys have a wonderwonderful weekend sweet friend. I’ve been on vacay and havemissed your posts!
Hey good morning Shashi – I’ve missed you too. We’re actually on vaca. too, in Cape Cod. Ummm…so did I tell her??? I believe she found out reading this post. So I guess I told her, but not exactly when she mentioned eating the eggs. I think my eyes got very large when she initially told me. I wasn’t quite sure what to say. But she has the best sense of humor so I knew she’d get a kick out of it. (thankfully she did!) Have an awesome weekend my friend!
Kathy @ Beyond the Chicken Coop says
I just need to know….is this the first your aunt heard about the plate of eggs? 🙂 Such a great story that I’m sure she thought was STUpendous!
Ummmm….yes Kathy. She learned from the blog. I guess you just have to know my Aunt Pinkie. She’s the best sport ever, has a great sense of humor and I just knew she’d get a big kick out of it. (Thankfully I was right.) 🙂
Aunt Pinkie says
Had forgotten about that delicious breakfast! Hmmm!
Christy Smith says
I read this story out loud to brother Dan and hubby Otto today and we laughed deep, loud and long! I request that you post this story once a year because it simply does not get old. Thank goodness Aunt Pinkie has a healthy sense of humor as well as a strong stomach!!
Mandi Korn says
Crazy story…I could see that happening to me:o)
Cheyanne @ No Spoon Necessary says
Hahahahahahah. OMG!! Seriously, I was thinking, “Oh how lovely is your Aunt?!” And at the end I totally was thinking, “Oh No She DIDN’T!!!” I can’t even imagine the look on your face!!! Did you tell her where those eggs had been?! Oh boy.. I don’t think I would have said anything. I mean, ignorance IS bliss!! I would have been mortified! Thank you so much for sharing that story with us, Allie! You totally had me laughing, which is always needed on a Monday!!! Cheers, dear friend! xoxoxo
Oh my gosh!!! Haha, I didn’t see that coming… hilarious and mortifying at the same time. Hahaha. Oh my gosh. Well, I guess this does go to show that our immune systems Can benefit from a good workout. I have to read this story to my boys, here. Hahaha. Oh my gosh. Thanks for a truly memorable story. Aunt Pinkie sounds like such a wonderful person. Take care! ?
So happy listening your voice !! xoxo
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