Kryptonite finally painted an egg. I've been wanting him to for ever so long. He once brought a guest from a far away land to an egg painting party, and even then remained serenely watching (despite all prodding, and despite artistic talent, and despite the fact that he occasionally murmurs wishes that he could be more artistic), saying he was contemplating his design.
Well, maybe he was contemplating his design all these years.
This year I was going to paint eggs one night, so I sent him an email that said: