This morning I made myself a breakfast burrito with a couple of eggs and turkey pastrami. Imagine my surprise when I cracked open my first egg and out fell a double yolk. There are several superstitions associated with double egg yolks. One predicts marriage while another predicts death. I prefer the one that says a childless couple will create a child if the woman eats the double yolk after finding it.
Since I prefer the procreation theory of double yolked eggs, imagine how excited I was when I cracked open a second egg and found another double yolk. I scrambled up both eggs right quick and greedily gobbled them up.
Maybe that means Jon and I will have quadruplets.