which came first—in this case, it was the egg

sam was feeling a little under the weather this weekend, so to cheer him up, we brought out our easter eggs and were finding little things to put in them (acorns, spools of thread, pennies, etc.). i thought maybe the egg needed a chick, so i whipped one up right quick on saturday afternoon.

sam seems convinced that the the chick ought to eat the egg, despite the fact that he's supposed to LIVE in it.