I was worried.
We've never had Sad Eggs at our house, before.
Neither do we do Emo Eggs,
And never, ever Crying Eggs. Bloody Hell...
My Troubleometer starting blinking rapidly on Yellow Alert.
Until I spied the one remaining dude, sitting in the corner, laughing his silly head off.
I breathed a sigh of relief,
And let it ride.
Cake-baking sure can be an Intense Business, at Chez Poppalina. It's one of those Artistic Things.