Raw egg is raw.

Our pastor has been doing a sermon series with a questions/answers time. On Sunday we had both kids with us (we always keep our baby with us) because of our oldest daughter's cough. At the end he asked if there were any more questions and after a few people had been answered, our oldest raised her hand. We froze, wondering what would come out of her mouth (because there is never any telling!). He acknowledged her by name and she stood, with a very serious look on her face," Raw eggs are raw." Despite the chuckles throughout the congregation, (our own suppressed laughter included) he bit back a grin and said, "Well, that's not exactly a question, but you are correct. Raw eggs are definitely raw." We're never bored. Exasperated, definitely. (Beyond belief!) Overjoyed, many times. Weeping, not uncommon. Laughing, often. But never bored.