After bathtime some months ago, Brian crouched down on the floor and covered himself in a towel, and told us he was an egg. After a while, he hatches, and runs around. This has become a bit of a tradition.
They ran to Brian’s bed after baths tonight, and both got under the comforter to be a big double egg. Laura poked under the blanket to tickle them, and Brian said “Mom, don’t touch me! I’m a vewwy fwagile one!” Then Marie hatched and started running around and said “and I ran off in alarm!”
Funny kids, they are.