Showing posts with label piggy bank. Show all posts
Showing posts with label piggy bank. Show all posts

Friday, October 29, 2010

Odd

Like most people (I hope), I find some odd things while sorting laundry. Tonight I found the following in the pockets of Robert's jeans:

rock
quarter
Lego person head
AAA battery
pencil top eraser
empty Milky Way wrapper
half a yellow crayon
rubber band
green froot loop (uncrushed)
and.... drum roll...
a clove of garlic

Perhaps it's Halloween related. Whatever the case, I'm glad I checked the pockets before throwing them in the washer/dryer.

How about you? What crazy things have turned up in the laundry at your house?

Tuesday, September 16, 2008

I thought we had a few years yet

Robert has been missing his piggy bank, which is one of 14.5 gazillion things still in storage. So when Cate saw apple juice in a glass bottle at the bagel place where we met for lunch today, she snapped it up. Colleen drank the juice and Cate washed it out and presented it to him.

She also gave him all of her change. Robert didn't think it was enough, however.

He asked Cate, "Do you have any more coins for my bank?"

Cate responded: "What you see in there is all my money. I don't have any more."

Robert asked if she thought I had any money, and Cate said she would check.

"How will you ask him?" Robert queried, and Cate responded that she would ask if I had any change for Robert's piggy bank.

"Mom, don't ask him like that." As in Mom, you must be the stupidest person in the world.

"Say, 'Dad, can I have your wallet?' "