Richie's sense of humor...

Richie is really starting to develop his own little sense of humor. He must be getting it from his dad. (Heaven knows I NEVER do stuff like this!...hee hee.) Last night, we were riding home from church and Richie busts out with a loud rendition of the ABC song. There we are in the front seat starting to beam with delight until he got to "G".....

"A, B, C, D, E, F......POO POO!" Followed by bursts of hearty laughter! All the rest of us cracked up.

He can't go poo in the potty, but he can sing about it in his ABC's. Very nice.

God told me...

Avery just asked for a snack.

I suggested fruit.
She said No, Goldfish!

I suggested fruit again.
No, Goldfish!

A few minutes later she said, "God told me last night in bed that you have to give me whatever snack I want."

Heh....yeah, I'm so sure.

Garage sale observations...

So, I learned a few things from my garage sale this week....

• Anyone who shows up to your garage sale wearing a fanny pack or headphones is a seriously serial garage saler. They dart through the tables at the speed of light pausing only to ask for a discount on whatever 50 cent item they're holding. (Note: my apologies to any of my Scottish friends for using the word "fanny." It's still OK here in America!).
• For anyone who waltzes in and touches every single item in the garage and subsequently messing up my perfectly placed displays there is a 99% chance that they will walk out without buying one thing.
• Yes, 25 pennies are the same as 1 quarter, just infinitely more annoying.
• If I can hear your child screaming before you get him out of the car, I know that something in my garage is going to get broken.
• Most people who ask for a discount on a $2 item will open their change purse to reveal one hundred dollars in 1's. Did they really need that discount? NOOO!!
• If you say "no" to a discount request, be prepared for that person to get upset and put back all the items in their hands, leaving with nothing.....just to make a point!
• But....the BEST thing I learned from my garage sale is that there is HOPE that Richard and I will one day return to quiet couplehood (as opposed to zany toddlerhood in which we are currently immersed) much like several of the sweet old husband/wife pairs that strolled in today. Of course, we do love each other and we do love the kids...but there's something to be said for peaceful mornings strolling the neighborhood with no time schedule and no one needing anything from you.