There are certain things about farm life that give you little surprises.
The top egg is a little tiny egg.
The bottom egg. . .let's just sum that one up in one word. . .
It is even a little lumpy. Like maybe the poor little hen had to pause for a minute to decide if she had the womanly ability to get this monster out! I wonder if she was crying for a C-section at this point?
(Sorry for the labor humor. . .I am a nurse on the maternity floor!)
Here is a picture to give you some perspective.
Perhaps the iPod is a more current way to show you the size?
Now, the moment you have all been waiting for. . .
What do you get when you crack open an extra-extra large egg?