The Preamble:
The Saturday. The morning. Wife and children (10 and 3 years old) eat breakfast in the living room.
I’m cooking sandwiches in the kitchen and I hear an outraged scream—Sasha! You walk, and your eggs are falling! The egg lies!
O_O
It turned out: a small sandwich with a boiled egg crashed...
I have five minutes to crack! >_<