Just as long as we don’t need to buy insurance or wear a special egg eating helmet, I’m happy
If I ever need to define good parenting… I was diagnosed diabetic at 7, and easter was always a bit tricky with chocolate everywhere. Big eggs were fine, because I could break them into bits but creme eggs were a problem. So my mum cut a creme egg into 4 pieces. That’s clearly impossible, but she did it, because good parenting.