Banana Bread with a hint of Egg

Yesterday the kids and I made banana bread during school. I'm cooking with the kids on Mondays so that they can start cooking every meal for me. Purely selfish motives here. Its really a total fiasco every time, everyone wants to scoop the sugar and crack the eggs and turn on the mixer full throttle. Flour flies, kids cry. Great times.

The bread was a bit shy on banana flavor, though. Wait. Let me back up a bit. The reason for the banana bread instead of something else was because Ty decided he would take the sharpest knife from the drawer and cut the huge bunch of bananas into small chunks. Banana Bread.

Apparently I wasn't paying as much attention to the troops as is required. I was doubling the recipe and got sidetracked because halfway through I forgot I was doubling the recipe so I had to go back and re-add everything I missed. That meant two more eggs. I think Maddy was in charge of egg round number two. And I think she just may have thrown them in whole. "How did you not know" you ask? I had my back turned and the mixer was on, so its quite plausible that they were chopped to little, tiny bits while I wasn't looking. I noticed, though. Boy, did I notice. Every bite had a distinct crunch to it. "Maybe its the crust" I tried to tell myself. Nope. Not the crust. No nuts in this recipe. No crystalized sugar. Eggs. Or, rather, egg shells.