I often hear, "Mama, count to 31!" and then I have to start counting to see if he can get to his destination (or finish a task) before I get to 31 (31 is his favorite number request).
He has picked up on Jessalyn's declaration of not being the "rotten egg." Somehow, though, a bit has been lost in translation.
Lee's version: "Last one there is a rockin' egg! I'm it! I'm a rockin' egg!"













