Walking by an ATM booth this morning, my son asked "can we go to the money store?" I asked why he needed to go to the "money store," to which he replied "so I can then put money in my piggy bank." A quick conversation around money and earning ensued. Funny stuff.
My daughter must have said "apple juice?" 10,000 times today; painful on the ears.
Tomorrow's Father's Day; looking forward to it.
My wife's sore from physical therapy; ouch!